#bts reader

[vintagenahbi]

HOME pt.2

Jin x Reader

Summary: You and Jin discover that you are expecting your first child, but are faced with challenges that neither of you could imagine.

Warnings: topics related to pregnancy that could be considered controversial.

The last thing Jin said kept replaying in my mind over and over again. He didn’t want to lose me I knew that for a fact, but I also knew I was stubborn. My mind was made up about what to do. I pressed my hands against my stomach and caressed it trying to calm my nerves with the rhythm of my hand movement. I wanted to know how our baby would look like, what their personalities would be like, how Jin would be as a dad. All these thoughts ran through my mind as if it was about to be taken away.

I waited for Jin to come back into the room to talk more or perhaps help him see my side better. But one a.m became three a.m and I knew he wasn’t coming back for the night. I picked up my phone and saw that I had a missed text from Jin. I was scared to see what he might have sent me. If it was a plea to choose us or the baby. Maybe it was an explanation on why he was not here. I held my breath as I opened the message.

JIN:

I’m sorry I wasn’t able to come back to check on you. I want you to be okay. I’ll see you in the morning or sooner. I love you.

In perfect timing my door cracked and appeared Jin. I dropped my phone to the other side of the bed hearing its thud from the emptiness. It was nearly four in the morning and he was standing here in his pajamas to be with me. He gently closed the door and glanced over at my suitcase in the corner. I got up from the bed and wrapped my arms around his neck. He hugged me tightly. There was so much I wanted to say but couldn’t.

“I want you to be okay Y/N. I don’t want to lose you.” I could sense he wanted to go on, he had words circling around in his mind. I don’t blame him for being hesitant or scared. I was scared. This was more than a baby, it was also my life on the line.

“You won’t lose me Jin. I’m going to be okay.” I grabbed his hand and placed it on my stomach. “We are going to be okay.” I said nearly pleading with him to see the bright side of our situation. I wanted him to know I didn’t plan on leaving him through death. Although my decision was set in stone, I wanted him by my side.

He paced around and anxiously ran his hand through his hair, which I was noticing was starting to happen more frequently when he was stressed. He pressed his lips tightly together unsure of how to react next. Jin tilted his head up at the ceiling clearing his throat in the process. I knew nothing I could say would convince him I was making the right decision and I didn’t want to see him cry again. It was too painful knowing I was causing him to cry.

“We have to come to a decision.” Jin said. I looked at him disappointedly.

“I already made my decision Jin.” I took a pause trying to collect my thoughts and redirect the conversation. “Maybe it’s best if I leave. A lot has happened these past two days and I think it’s best if I go.” Jin was surprised. Honestly, I felt this was the best choice I could make for us. It would give him space and myself some as well. Maybe this way we could think on things with a clear mind.

“If you aren’t here I can’t help you if something happens. After all the doctor said you were high risk. I can’t have something happen and I’m not there.”

“I know but I’ll manage.” I grabbed my suitcase that sat in the corner, packed and ready to go. Originally the plan was to be like a thief in the night and wait for Jin to come back home after the shoot. I knew it was selfish. I knew it could cause more problems, but what else was I to do. I was caught between the man I love and the baby we made.

“If you go, you text me if anything happens.” I nodded my head agreeing to his request. He flashed a soft smile. “I love you Y/N.” I kissed Jin and managed to get one of the PAs to take me back home.

Two weeks had passed. Jin was finally coming back and my bump had grown nearly everyday. I would stare in the mirror for hours looking at it, amazed that something was growing inside of me. I was so excited to show Jin in person how I looked now.

I could hear Jin’s bags drop in the living room, his feet began hitting the wood as he ran into our bedroom. He grabbed my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. He flashed his bright smile staring lovingly into my eyes. Being with him made me feel at home. I was safe and nothing bad could happen.

We spent hours catching up. I told him all about the baby. How my body was changing constantly. He kept looking at my stomach as I spoke, watching it move around subtly with every word. He smiled more. We decided to order dinner and play some video games as a way to unwind. No serious talks, us enjoying each others company.

I got up from the couch when I suddenly fell to the floor. A sharp pain ran across my stomach. I was only 12 weeks with our baby the size of a lime. I yelped out in pain. Jin rushed to my side. I could tell his worst fear coming true by the look on his face. The pain stopped. I gathered myself and pretended like it wasn’t that serious. In all honesty, I was terrified about what just happened.

Jin helped me up from the floor. He walked me over to the kitchen table so I could take a seat. He kneeled down in front of me rubbing my thigh as if it was a reflex. I could still see the concern written all over his face. I rubbed my hand against his cheek.

“Jin I’m okay, don’t worry.” I didn’t even believe myself. I felt like this was the first warning sign of what was to come. Maybe Jin sensed it too. I felt like I could read his mind and he had the same fear that I did. We would have to face a major challenge by starting a family, one that either of us were confident in the outcome.

Jin grabbed my hand squeezing it lightly. “Let’s get married before the baby comes.”

“Okay.” I whispered. We sat in silence. An exciting moment turned into complete silence.

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[dollfaceksj]

still don’t know my name | jjk (m) pt. 2

➥ banner by: @archivedkookie.

➥ PAIRING: jungkook x fem!reader

➥ SUMMARY: In which your annoying neighbor—that you can’t stand—turns out to be the person behind the online account you’ve been sexting. You still don’t know his name.

➥ GENRE: smut ⋆ cybersex ⋆ enemies

➥ CATEGORY: mini three-shot

➥ WARNINGS: mentions of rough sex; slapping, spanking, hair pulling, gagging, name calling, humiliation, degradation, mean!jk, biker!jk😋, bratty!reader (like reallll bratty), nude exchanging, pornography, cybersex, reader is a bit dumb, actually very dumb, sexting, flirting, neighbor beef, tension, jk smokes, bit of angst (cus it wouldn’t be a fic of mine if it didn’t have angst ofc), mentions of raw sex (WRAP IT UP), minors DNI

➥ WORDCOUNT: 11.8k

a/n: whew. HI. can’t believe pt1 went off like that😭 thank u sm for enjoying this fic !

thanks to tumblr’s new 1k max blocks limit, i had to add the rest in a reblog. you’ll find a link to it at the bottom!

i call this a mini three-shot cause i just left out all the unimportant stuff. it just constantly skips to scenes where yn & jk bump into each other i really dgaf if it’s coincidental the entire time. i had and still have no intention of adding more lore than necessary😭 its just a pwp so i rlly dc abt the lack of story telling and whatnot i just wanted to get this horny idea out 🙄

make sure to check out eli’s version too! <3

enjoy 😘😘 — the next part (pt. 3) will be the final part!

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#2 — “gameboy”

You still don’t know his name.

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And that is how you spend the rest of your weeks.

Flirting.

Sexting.

Sending pictures of your naked body to a random stranger on the internet.

A random stranger whose name you do not know.

A random stranger that doesn’t know your name, either.

A random stranger that you’re somehow slightly possessive over.

A random stranger that’s somehow slightly possessive over you.

Constantly posting subtweets about each other only further proves that. Indirectly wanting to tell other people to back off without actually doing so.

It’s crazy how you two clicked almost immediately. Maybe men aren’t a lost cause after all.

The subtweets consist of more pornographic content, provoking each other and wording your wishes of what you would like to do to one another on your timelines.

Like posting captions that say, ‘wish you were here’ alongside a video of a woman getting fucked into a worn-out mattress.

Or ‘this could be us’ and it’s a video of 2 people kissing like it’s their last day on earth.

But then at times, you both just chat like best friends. Talk about the movies you like. Or the anime he recommends. Or the music he likes to listen to. He gets oddly defensive about Justin Bieber.

Even though you’re both aware that you’re two strangers, you can’t help but feel like you two have known each other for longer than just a few weeks.

Like the time you found out you live in the same timezone. Live in the same state. Grew up watching the same things on TV. Have heard of each other’s high schools.

But any details have been kept private so far—for safety reasons, of course.

It’s not like you don’t trust him. It’s not that. It’s just weird sharing personal info with someone you don’t know personally.

But there’s been some talks about potentially meeting each other.

You wonder what he’s like in real life.

You bet he’s as charming as he is through text. Probably average looking but you don’t mind in the slightest. Pretty men only break hearts.

You still don’t know what he looks like and vice versa.

You still don’t know his name and vice versa.

Somehow you both wordlessly agreed on revealing your faces when you meet for the first time. The only physical details you’ve noticed are some of his tattoos that you can barely make out thanks to the poor quality of his pictures. His toned body. Veins. Sweatpants.

Most of his pictures are taken in the dark. Seems like he’s always just holed up at home and you deduce he might be a homebody or a gamer—something like that.

You usually can’t stand gamers (cue your annoying fucking neighbor) however, you can’t help but fantasize about sucking this random online stranger off while he’s gaming or have him bend you over his gaming setup. Let him fuck you from behind over his keyboard. Hips pounding into your asscheeks as his gaming chair squeaks.

The buzzing of your phone next to your hip snaps you out of your sinful trance.

[Twitter]

@archurback4me sent you a message!

Your heart always jolts like it’s been resuscitated every single time he sends you a message and that hasn’t changed in the past few weeks. There are simply no words to describe how it feels when your phone buzzes and it’s the person you’re thinking about.

You sit straight up on your couch, crossing your legs criss-cross applesauce as you giddily unlock your phone.

@archurback4me | 11:12AM

Goodmorning brat

How’d you sleep

Sleep. How’d you sleep.

Right, that’s what you’d forgotten!

You | 11:13AM

wait omg

now i remember

i dreamed about you omggg

well you were kinda faceless but in my dream i knew it was you

@archurback4me | 11:13AM

Did you?

What kind of dream

You | 11:13AM

honestly it started out weird as fuck lol

i wish i could tell you something sexy but it really isn’t

you were in my old high school trying to buy something from the vending machine and it wouldn’t work

so you ended up punching it and then i stopped you

and told you to hit me instead like some kind of pick me girl lmaoooooo

@archurback4me | 11:14AM

LMAOOOO

Bruhhh

That is so random

Hitting you is crazy

You | 11:14AM

i know

i mean

watching you be so aggressive was pretty hot tho

woke up w drenched panties

@archurback4me | 11:15AM

That so?

You got proof or are you just talking out of your ass?

You | 11:15AM

ur trying to see my pussy at 11am? really? you’re horny at this hour?

@archurback4me | 11:16AM

11AM or 11PM

Idgaf

Let me see that pretty pussy

How are you supposed to decline when he says it like that?

You want to do everything he asks. Anything. Want him to want you. Need him to want you.

You drag your sweats down your legs, tossing them off your bed with a quick kick. The tip of your finger slips under the elastic of your panties, peeling it off your pussy and sliding it to the side.

Arm stretched out, you reach for a low angle of your glistening pussy. There’s a teeny tiny bit of stubble coming through, not that either of you really care.

You snap a quick photo. Check it. Aren’t satisfied. Snap a few more until you’re okay with the row of pictures you can choose from.

You | 11:19AM

(You sent a photo.)

@archurback4me | 11:21AM

For fucks sake

That wet from imagining me shaking up a vending machine, are you?

Shit

Can’t stop staring

You | 11:21AM

well yes.

i mean honestly

i don’t fantasize about you hitting me or anything like that

but being slapped across the face by you kind of sounds... hot

@archurback4me | 11:23AM

I’ve seen you tweet about it before

And you’ve rted several videos like that

So trust me

I know you’re into that

You | 11:23AM

hmm

yeah

i think it’s hot

but not like.. the way you’d slap someone for making fun of your mom

just... a quick slap to make me look at you when i’m disobeying

:)

@archurback4me | 11:23AM

Choking, spanking, slapping, hairpulling, spitting, gagging

You sure you can take all that?

You | 11:23AM

are you challenging me?

@archurback4me | 11:25AM

No

I know better than to challenge a brat over text

Just wanna make sure angel

You | 11:25AM

trust me i’ll be loud about it if i don’t like it

but only if you’re down with it

@archurback4me | 11:26AM

I am

Because your dirty mouth definitely deserves a few slaps whenever you start yapping like you do so well

You | 11:27AM

kiss my ass jay

you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid lmao

Oh, right. He’d told you to call him Jay about two weeks ago. You’ve been calling him that ever since.

@archurback4me | 11:30AM

Wish I could princess

Let me see that ass one more time

You | 11:30AM

🙄.

what do i get in return?

@archurback4me | 11:32AM

I’ll write your username on my pelvis and post a vid of me jacking off

Oh.

The thought of him, jacking off with your username written across his pelvis, free for everyone to see. The thought of claiming him. Having him all to yourself.

The tingle in your core is impossible to ignore. You want him.

You | 11:33AM

so all those ppl chatting you up in your dms know that you ultimately belong to me?

@archurback4me | 11:33AM

If that’d allow me to see your ass then 100%

You | 11:33AM

ur so thirsty

so many asses you can see online

why mine

@archurback4me | 11:34AM

Because yours is my favorite duh

You don’t have to of course

There’s a compromise, isn’t there?

His favorite?

Does he chat with other people as well? Do others send him pictures of their body too? Does he send them pictures too?

That alone brings a scowl to your face but you quickly realize that, yes, he can do what he wants.

You get up on your knees and stretch your arm out behind you. Phone upside down. Hit record. Spank your ass. Catch the watch it recoils on camera.

Repeat.

Make him never want anyone else again.

You | 11:35AM

🙄.

just shut up

(You sent a video.)

@archurback4me | 11:35AM

Holy shit I need you

I need you so bad

Ahhhh you’re driving me fucking crazy

You | 11:36AM

you could have me

@archurback4me | 11:36AM

I’m so serious I’ll come one of these weeks and I’m not even joking

You | 11:36AM

i wish you would

@archurback4me | 11:38AM

I will

Give me a date I’ll write it down

You | 11:38AM

you’re coming to stay for a few days, right?

i have plenty of room in my bed for you

@archurback4me | 11:39AM

Hmm

Was hoping you’d say that

One night with you would never be enough for me

You | 11:40AM

hehe

exactly 3 weeks from now

the entire week

what do you say?

@archurback4me | 11:42AM

Never noted something faster

I have a dog though

So I was thinking it’d be easier for you to come to me

You | 11:43AM

i don’t mind you bringing your dog

luv dogs

but don’t think i forgot about what i was gonna get in return for sending you my ass

@archurback4me | 11:44AM

Jeez

He doesn’t reply for quite some time. The typing bubble doesn’t pop up either.

But after several minutes a new tweet pops up on your feed.

He didn’t caption it. Just a video that starts with his abs. You watch as his fingers trail down his stomach and tug his underwear down, revealing his squiggly inked skin.

And there it is, ‘@bratgaIore’ written across his pelvis in black marker.

He spits in his hand and wraps his fingers around his shaft, stroking his rock hard dick at a perfect pace. The sound has been turned off and you really wish it wasn’t but then again, you don’t want anyone else hearing him.

Want him sounding pretty for you. Just for you.

You’ve clearly been staring at the video for too long because you get a new message.

@archurback4me | 11:54AM

Happy?

You | 11:56AM

holy shit

you actually did it

@archurback4me | 11:57AM

Of course I did

I don’t play when it comes to that ass of yours

You | 11:58AM

hm

now im rlly horny

@archurback4me | 11:58AM

Aren’t you always

You | 11:58AM

thanks to you

i hate you

@archurback4me | 11:59AM

That’s fine

The feeling’s mutual anyway

Gonna enjoy the way you fall apart under me when I fuck you

Fuck you until you’re stupid

You | 12:03PM

a dream come true

:p

guess what

@archurback4me | 12:04PM

Hm?

You | 12:06PM

(You sent a photo.)

The photo is a picture of your soaking wet pussy with his username written on your pelvis in black marker, too.

@archurback4me | 12:08PM

What the fuck

You’re trying to fucking kill me angel

I need to insert my tongue immediately

You | 12:09PM

here come the harvard graduates

insert is crazy

@archurback4me | 12:10PM

You drive me crazy

Pussy got me acting all formal and shit LMAOO

Got me wanting to wear a bib and say Itadakimasu😋 when I dive in

Fuck

Want you on my face so fucking bad

Spank you while you ride my face

Don’t think I’ve ever seen something so pretty

Think my mind will change when I see your face though

You | 12:11PM

LMAOOOO not itadakimasu😭😭😭

hmm

you like it?

@archurback4me | 12:12PM

Are you insane

I keep going back to it

You should write my username when we meet so I can see it when I take your clothes off

Know that your pussy belongs to me

You | 12:12PM

if you do it too

@archurback4me | 12:13PM

Deal

You | 12:13PM

hehe

😋.

btw

@archurback4me | 12:14PM

Hm?

You | 12:14PM

are you clean

@archurback4me | 12:15PM

What?

You | 12:16PM

like

are you clean

for raw sex

@archurback4me | 12:16PM

Oh

Yeah I am

I’ll send you my results when I’m home

You | 12:16PM

you don’t have to do that i believe you

i’m clean too

where are you rn?

@archurback4me | 12:16PM

Just left to meet a friend

You | 12:17PM

oh

you’re not texting and driving right

@archurback4me | 12:18PM

Of course not, babe.

How am I supposed to meet my dumb girl when I’m dead?

I’m going by foot

Babe.

My dumb girl.

This is dangerous territory.

You | 12:19PM

hm

just like how i want to be the death of you as i tease you while ur in public

@archurback4me | 12:19PM

Don’t

I’m warning you

I don’t wanna meet my friends with a raging boner

I just got rid of one

You | 12:20PM

ur so easy lol

@archurback4me | 12:22PM

Just you wait you little brat

Gonna leave you so fucking sore when I’m done with you

No breaks

Fuck you the whole week long

You | 12:23PM

hmm

gonna fuck me like you hate me?

@archurback4me | 12:24PM

I do hate you

A lot

Dumb girl

Don’t think that’s gonna change when I see you in real life

Might get even more pissed off when I see your bratty mug actually

I just know your face is so fucking bratty

You | 12:25PM

you’d be obsessed with me

i’m really pretty

@archurback4me | 12:26PM

Lmao yeah I probably will be

I’m sure you are

Gonna defile your pretty face when I cum all over it you stupid brat

But my friend’s here

I’ll ttyl princess

You | 12:27PM

can’t wait

bye daddy

@archurback4me | 12:27PM

Hell nahhhhh

Don’t call me that

You | 12:30PM

ok then bye mr. fuck-you-everyday-of-the-week

@archurback4me | 12:30PM

And will

Night after night

You | 12:30PM

go already

byeeeee

@archurback4me | 12:32PM

Bye princess

You go about your day like you usually would and later that night, he ends up sending you his results anyway. You were already asleep by then, though.

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Want to keep reading? The full chapter is out on my Wattpad.

Click here to keep reading.

a/n: thanks to tumblr’s new max 1k blocks limit, i’ll have to figure out how i’m gonna post the full thing on here. (probably tomorrow or friday) either by combining paragraphs or add the continuation in a reblog or something. but its out on wattpad so i hope you’ll forgive me !!

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[hoseokieswrld]

✧STILL DON'T KNOW MY NAME| JJK (M) ✧

MASTERLIST:

➷ Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader

➷ Summary: In which a video game streamer, Jeon Jungkook, finds– and is intrigued by– an account that writes nsfw fanfiction about him and decides to send them a private message. He still doesn’t know your name.

➷ Genre: smut, pwp, internet strangers to lovers

➷ Category: three-shot

➷ Collab with: @dollfaceksj —> her masterlist

➷ Banner by: @archivedkookie

➷ WARNINGS: sexting, explicit sexual content, strong language, pornography, cybersex, exchanging in nude photos, hidden identities

➷ Total Word Count: tbd 

➷ Status: coming soon

INDEX:

Chapter 1: completed

Chapter 2: completed

Chapter 3 (Finale): coming soon

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editing by: @dollfaceksj

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[nastythangzzz]

BTS OT7 X Female reader

Warning : this is nasty so get ready, gangbang, double, triple & fourth penetration, public sex, anal sex, squirting, slapping, spitting, aftercare, creampie etc..

Down there, I’ll write differents scenarios of OP being fucked by ot7 bts. AND if you guys like these kind of scenarios, you can ask me to develop and to write about it more!! Also if you want to develop it yourself you can ask me in private :))

scenario 1 : where you are a slutty and whorish girl. You can’t go a day without smth inside you. You would sneak out while your family was asleep just to go to a different club where you gets gangbanged and thrown like a rag doll by different men. Heck, you would even sneak out to participate in gloryholes where you pretends you works there so you can fuck everyone. You can’t stay with one boyfriend, you wants as many dicks you can. You’ll hump and insert everything in your pussy and ass whenever you gets the chance. Wherever you’re in school, restaurant, club, public road, weddings, events, etc… if you gets horny while ur out, you’ll squirt and fuck your self right there without knowing. You loves the thrill of getting caught.

One day you were on your way back to home after having a stressful and hard day, you were just begging for dicks atp. You were getting horny and worked up alone your car, you reached an empty long abandoned road that no one walks by anymore. You walked out your car and went looking for your differents toys in the back of your car hidden in depth. You were wearing a tight short dress with stockings, you immediately left out your stockings long ago, wearing nothing underneath. You went out ur way to put the biggest butt plug you have in your asshole and immediately shoved the biggest dildo you have towards you pussy. And you were doing this in the open, bitting your lips and letting the most obscene loud moans. You practically squirted 4 times in a row, putting different dildos and butt plugs up on ur pussy and ass. So much cum and squirt were oozing out ur pussy and asshole. Since you were most an anal freak, you put the biggest dildo up your ass and rammed it roughly, you went back and front shoving the biggest dildo you have up on your pussy and ass, leaving behind a long trail of cum and squirt. What you didn’t you know is that you were being watched by 7 men. Those 7 men were in fact construction workers who were being called to restore and repair that empty road you were in fact fucking yourself in. The sight of yourself was to die for. You were brutally shoving that dildo up on your pussy, a big plug inside your ass while moaning and pinching your nipples. You were hoping for someone to catch, bend you and fuck the hell outta you. After some long minutes of fucking yourself publicly, you noticed some men looking at you. You put your dildo on the ground and went on your knees to ride it hard, and at the same time you pushed another dildo towards your mouth. Anyone coming close or far to you, will hear clapping noises. In fact, you were riding your dildo in the ground brutally, slapping your ass and sucking the hella out of that silicone. You stopped yourself from cumming by leaving that dildo out of your pussy and instead shoving it inside your asshole. The boys had enough so they immediately went over you. You were not taken aback at all, you were waiting for it.

“Let’s not talk too much. Just tell me yall names and Treat me like the slut I am” you said while slapping and rubbing your pussy in front of them.

The boys introduced themselves one by one and it felt like you were in heaven. They were so attractive, so big and tall. You went on your knees, pulled all of their pants and sucked them off. Their cocks were huge and veiny, you couldn’t wait to have all them inside you. And you don’t care if anyone other than the 7 of them joins you.

You kept sucking and gagging on their cocks. Your mascara and whole makeup were ruined. They kept slapping their cocks to your cheeks and mouth, all while yelling profanities at you.

Jungkook took you harshly by your hair, bent you over your car and immediately shoved himself into your wet pussy all while leaving long and rough kisses all along your neck. The rest of the boys stood next to you and were slowly jacking themselves off. You couldn’t wait to get fucked by all of them. Your pussy was letting obscene noises, by the time you’ll get fucked by the million time by them, both of your pussy and ass will get loose and slippery.

You quickly reached your orgasm with jungkook but you still wanted more. Namjoon took you from Jungkook’s hands, held you in the air and abruptly shoved himself into you. Your pussy was so so hot and wet and it felt like heaven for them. Jimin came behind you and immediately shoved his whole cock into your asshole. Your asshole was well prepared and wet so you immediately moaned and lowered your head at jimin’s so he can also leave kisses to your neck. You were being fucked so good by them and so well taken care of. They were fucking you while at the same time, holding you gently and whispering nasty & beautiful things to your ears. You saw white and immediately squirted like a rain fall. Namjoon left your pussy out while you were still being fucked in the ass by jimin. You and him stood alone, him still plowing your asshole, your pussy was wide open for all the boys to see. The rest of the boys, came close to your pussy, and one by one, shoved their cock back and forth so you can squirt more. It started by yoongi, then taehyung, then Jin then jhope. All them fucked your pussy back and forth for some minutes, not letting you cum, they were holding your head and spitting on your face, all while fucking your brains out. They were playing with your pussy by slapping their cocks into your pussy and seeing so much squirting come out made them sure it will fill a bucket. All of this was happening while they were switching between your pussy and asshole. You had a train ran on you on public and you loved it, both of your pussy and ass were loose that even their fist will fit.

Taehyung took you by the waist and made you bent over your car, spreading your legs. The boys can see all the mess they made, jhope spread both of your pussy and ass for all the boys to see. They started slapping your asscheeks and pussy all while spitting and sucking on it. Your pussy and especially your ass, were so loose and gaped that they wished they all can fit their cocks into you.

As a final fucking, you were taken on jin’s arms and laid on your car. Since you had a big car with a folding top, it was easy for the rest of the boys to join you. You had him immediately plow your pussy, he stopped for a second so yoongi can join him in your pussy. The stretch was so good and you had no pain since you was used to being double fucked in the pussy by different men. they both were thrusting inside you at the same time and plowing your back out. They again stopped for a second so the other boys can fuck your ass too. Taehyung came close to you and roughly shoved himself into your ass. You let a loud ass moan that’s probably heard from afar. You couldn’t stop screaming and moaning when jhope added himself to taehyung fucking both of your ass at the same time. You were in a wonderful and unbelievable place, you were being fourth penetrated by 4 attractive men who have the biggest and thickest dicks you’ve seen. You were being double fucked in your pussy and at the same time double fucked in your asshole.

“Oh fuck… like this like this… fuck this is so gooodddd… like that… fuck me like that please…..” you said while screaming and moaning hard.

The boys inside you made it their mission to thrust into you brutally and hardly at the same time all while pulling your hair, kissing your neck and face, and screaming profanities and insults towards you.

Anyone passing by this road will take a notice of your purely pornographic moans. In fact, you were looking like you came out straight of a porn scene but you were always like that. If it wasn’t for your family and friends, you would straight up debut in the porn department bagging and riding as much cocks as you want. Hell you’d even fuck the whole cast.

You were in an ecstatic state, your makeup was ruined and your face was full of cum. You had red handprints all over your face and asscheeks. Both of your pussy and ass were loose, gaped and well fucked, so much cum were oozing out of it. Your pussy was left long ago while you were still being double fucked in your ass with squirt coming out your pussy. After a long hour of switching places and being fucked multiple times in the ass and pussy, they were not making it easy, pulling their cocks back and forth into you. You finally reached your climax and almost fainted. You laid on your car spreading your legs and let all the boys cum on you. You had your boobs, face, pussy and ass full of cum and you liked the sight of it.

“Now smile for the camera bitch” said jimin while filming and snapping pictures of you.

Since the boys saw you masturbating by yourself, jimin took his phone and filmed all the scene, from when you started fucking yourself with your dildos, fingers and butt plugs to the boys ramming you brains out.

The boys made it their mission to take pictures of every part of your body, your pussy, gaped asshole and your face full of sticky cum. By the end, they all held you in the air, spreading your legs, touching your pussy and pinching your nipple so jimin can take a selfie of all of you together. You couldn’t wait for the boys to send you everything they took so you can jack off about later.

So the boys left you alone with their numbers registered on your phone, before they left, they took care of you, they made you drink water and clean your face, they wanted to clean your whole body but you couldn’t let them and since you are a dirty slut, you told them that you liked having cum left on you whenever you get gangbanged. They were shocked and couldn’t wait to bang you the next time.

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[bluekittyworld]

There is Karma.

Hello sweet people, this is my first time writing something, I hope you guys like it and all feedback will be appreciated.

Please don't post my work on other sites/platforms or copy it, or translate it, thank you.

Approx. 11,000 words in total and 5 chapters

Warnings: Lot's of angst, mention of suicide, smut, 18+

Main Masterlist

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Happy Ending

Sad Ending

There is karma. It comes back, don’t use your heart in a bad way.

You were part of the popular girls at school, a rich spoiled brat as one may put it. Grade As and Bs were natural to you, you wondered sometimes if you had put in the effort, you could have scored better than all the nerds in your class, but who needed that, you were busy being the popular and pretty rich ‘it’ girl, belittling the quiet and less popular ones. There was one boy in particular, his name was Yunki or Yoonji, something like that. He wore thick framed glasses; his skin was ghostly pale, and he had contrasting pitch black hair in bowl cut. You found him an easy target as he never spoke back, no matter how many times you tripped him over, shoved him around, broke his ugly glasses, he never said anything back.

Why did you hate him so much? He didn’t care about anyone, and you hated it so much, why didn’t he try to fit in? He dressed so poorly, everyone just assumed that he was in this school on a scholarship, there was no way he could afford the fees by the way he dressed. On the other hand, you had to become mean to fit in, every day you woke up hours earlier to complete your work, prepare your hair and makeup, you had to stay relevant, have everyone’s attention, keep the ‘it girl’ title, life was so hard. So, every time you saw the careless Yoongi living his simple easy life, it boiled your blood and what ticked you off even more is that he never retaliated, come to think of it you had never heard his voice, was he mute?

This carried on for 5 years until the day of your graduation, just before graduation, you and your friends mocked this boy wearing his skinny ripped jeans, a t-shirt, and a plaid shirt. At the time your high-school boyfriend joined in too, you decided to give him a matching ripped shirt, pulling out your scissors you made a few cuts in his shirt and his bag, your friends laughed and recorded the scene. Your best friend took a few of his books, and teared them up, nobody noticed how Yoongi was having a panic attack and was on the verge of tears. Your boyfriend took the scissors and started cutting the poor boy’s hair, you did think it was pushing it too far, but nobody else seemed to care, why should you care right? Your boyfriend’s mates started kicking and punching Yoongi, he was now covered in blood and bruises, his eyes piecing into your soul, while he was being beaten up, his eyes were still fixated on you. You noticed this and felt a little bit of guilt, you pulled your boyfriend and asked to go to your favourite Korean BBQ. All your friends and his friends discarded Yoongi, leaving him in the middle of the school grounds, you didn’t even bother to look back if he was still breathing or not, nobody did.

On graduation day, Yoongi didn’t turn up, not like you really cared, you just wondered if he was okay, maybe you did go a little too far the other day. Also, it would have been a great opportunity to see his parents and assess his wealth today. Soon your friends and boyfriend came over to you, and that was the last time you thought of Yoongi.

Years had passed since graduation. You were well set into your father’s business, ready to take senior management positions, being born into an affluent family had its perks, your whole life was served on a silver platter, not a single day of difficulty. Life was monotonic and predictable you began to feel a growing sense of emptiness. Despite the success you achieved in your career and social life, there was an underlying dissatisfaction, a void you couldn't fill. A friend of yours suggested maybe participating in charity events may give you a sense of fulfilment, so you decided to join the next available event.

At this event, everyone was put into groups of 4, and the tasks varied, you were in a team with two boys and another girl. The aim was to visit the elderly and help them out with their chores for today. The drive to the house was quite quick, you didn’t really get to talk to your teammates, the only thing you knew were their names, Sora, Yeonjun and Yoongi. Yoongi rang a bell, but you couldn’t really remember if you ever knew a person with that name, maybe it was just a name of one of the many people you see every day at work, you brushed it off. 

Upon arriving at the house, you saw it was occupied by an old lady, the roofing had some issues and the wallpaper had been peeling off in various places. Yoongi took lead of the team, he suggested “Yeonjun and I will take the duty of fixing the ceiling, while you girls can start by removing the wallpaper.”

His voice was like a gentle breeze on a calm summer day, carrying warmth and serenity, you hadn’t heard such a caring voice in a very long time, even your own mother didn’t sound so affectionate.

You just nodded, while Sora nudged you, maybe you were looking at Yoongi for too long, he was looking back at you with his piercing dark eyes.

“The wallpaper removing machine is in the back of the car, let’s go get it” Sora mentioned.

You nodded and followed her along. Removing the wallpaper wasn’t hard at all, you and Sora had bonded quite well, it was interesting to find out about her, you learnt she ran a café nearby and had a fiancé, her parents currently live in Japan, and she has a poodle dog named Bobbi. You loved this kind of interaction; it was like a breath of fresh air being away from your routine life and interacting with people who didn’t have money on their minds 24/7. You glanced over to Yoongi’s direction now and then… there was a certain attraction you developed towards him, but you turned away each time in disappointment, him and Yeonjun were really focused on getting the ceiling fixed and didn’t really have time for other things. You really wanted to talk to Yoongi more and find out about him, maybe you wouldn’t get another chance and that really bothered you.

You and Sora were done removing the wallpaper, and the ceiling was still being plastered. You suggested to Sora “We should paint this room before the old lady comes back, it shouldn’t take too long, what do you think?”

“Perfect” Sora chimed “Let’s go to the nearby DIY store and pick out a colour.”

Sora got up and walked over to Yeonjun, by the looks of it you assumed they knew each other well, maybe they volunteered together previously, she asked “Yeonjun, my dear cousin, can you drive us in your car to the DIY store?”

Oh, now it makes sense, they were cousins, you smiled at learning the fact, you somewhat wished you were close to your family members.

At the DIY store you and Sora decided on a dusty pink colour, it would contrast well with the plants the lady had in her house. Yeonjun waited in the car and you guys were soon back, he suggested to grab some food, and as if on cue your stomach rumbled.

“Yup, ____ is hungry, we should definitely get food” Sora giggled.

You just smiled in embarrassment. The three of you had decided to buy four portions of Jjajangmyeon, not forgetting Yoongi of course.

Meanwhile Yoongi had finished up the plastering, he looked at the clock, it was 3pm, the old lady did mention she would return at 6pm, there were 3 more hours to go, more than enough time for the plaster to dry and paint over. He smiled at the fact he was ahead of schedule and thought the lady will be so happy to see the finished results. Soon you, Sora and Yeonjun came back, you distributed the noodle bowls to each person.

“Thank you” Yoongi smiled, you swear he had winked too, you felt excited like a teenage girl. You blushed and proceeded to sit down to eat, it was a nice meal, mostly Yeonjun sharing his personal life and how he has crush on his neighbour.

Chapter 2

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[oursecretescape]

Forgotten

words: 7.5k

genre: angst

If my fate is to disappear like this, then this is my last letter - Let go xx TW: Mentions of anxiety, panick attack. Trad: anjinho = little angel. a/n: Hello, my babies. This story is the translation of ''Forgotten'' that I recently posted. I tried to make it as angsty as possible, hope I have achieved my goal. My apologies before hand for any grammar erros. English is not my first language. I suggest you all read it along with the saddest song you like. Well... with all that being said, I wish you a happy reading (or sad? lmao. dunno). Tell me later what y'all thought. ♥

"Hey! We'll be there soon. Sorry for the delay. Today's rehearsal took longer than expected. We're leaving now."

Received at 5 in the afternoon.

I take a quick glance at the clock, and it shows eight in the evening. A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I feel my heart drumming slowly in my chest, each beat amplifying my growing sense of unease.

I get up from the couch and reach for the umbrella swaying gently in the wind coming from the window. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath, attempting to manage the sudden surge of fear and despair growing in my chest. My heart is racing, and my mind is in overdrive. A sense of mortality and suffocation, all rolled up into a single emotion: anxiety.

I sit down, sliding along the corridor wall. I try to control my breathing while attempting to steady the pounding of my heart. I think that dying in the hallway of a building would be so pointless and dull that it makes me laugh. A laugh, strained and devoid of emotion, but functional.

Heart rate normalizing. Labored, but controlled breathing. Mind stabilized.

I feel my face wet with tears. I wipe them away with trembling hands. When did I start crying? I rise from the floor, swaying a little. I take another deep breath and press the elevator button.

Dad always said that thinking of ridiculous things in difficult moments would help distract me. He was right, as he always was.

The cold, damp breeze of Seoul's streets warmed my soul. Its black skies, like darkness, covered with thick clouds, carried heavy raindrops that, upon impact, met my umbrella, creating beautiful melodies. It was comforting to hear the drops hitting the hard concrete; they reminded me that I wasn't crying alone.

It was thundering when I arrived at the destination. Bright streaks in the sky made the monument even gloomier. I found it ironic how everything matched my feelings. As I entered through the doors, I could already hear muffled cries. Sadness and suffering permeated the air, leaving me melancholic.

After a few more steps, I could see the person I love the most in the world greeting me with a beautiful smile. His eyes were shining like true rays of sunshine. I sit in front of him, sliding my fingers where his name rests. Lee Joon-Ho.

"Dad, I miss you so much," I say aloud, my voice cracking with emotion. "It's been incredibly lonely without you here. You have no idea how much I long for your company," I said, feeling the salty taste of tears. "I'm sorry I couldn't bring my friends to meet you like I promised. They're all caught up with their own lives, you know how it is. But don't worry, I'll bring them next time when they're less busy," I chuckle, with no emotion.

I hear footsteps behind me. I stand up excitedly, my heart pounding, but this time as a sign of comfort. They didn't forget. I feel my face stretch into a small smile, which is quickly dissolved.

"Hello, young lady. Good evening," the guard gives me a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I need to ask you not to linger too long on your visit today. The rain caused some minor leaks, and we'll have to close a little earlier."

"Oh okay, I understand," I responded in a whisper.

"I'm sorry. You have 10 minutes. I'll leave you alone," he said, bowing and leaving promptly.

I turn again, sitting on the floor.

"Dad, today I have to leave a little earlier. But don't worry, I'll be back soon," I feel the tears fall like the drops falling from the sky. "I love you so much," I say between sobs. "I miss you."

I stand up in desperation, running out the door, feeling the drops fall freely on my body, without the protection of the umbrella. It was as if I was washing away all the bad feelings flowing from my being.

Arriving home, I take a hot shower and change into comfortable clothes. The room were in dense darkness. It was just the rain and me. And my cat, who was rubbing against my leg, lay on my lap."

I feel my chest inflate with comfort at the presence of the little being and smile at the gesture.

With the phone in hand, I try to distract my restless mind. I see the Twitter icon and feel my heart pounding as if I shouldn't do this, but I do it anyway. The blue screen shining amidst the darkness of the room soon turns into white, leaving my vision blurred. I switch to dark mode and continue scrolling through my feed.

Within a few seconds, I see something that breaks my heart even more. Among the bursts of excitement from Armys, there are videos of the boys, my boys, having fun in a restaurant with her. They forgot about the visitation day because of her. Again, the reason why I was put aside is her.

Knocks on the door make me forget the feelings of jealousy and anger that burned in my body like fire. I hesitated to remove the furry creature from my lap, as it seemed so comfortable. With a little effort, I get up and walk to the door. Upon opening it, I see Adora's face in a comforting smile. Seeing a friendly face, I feel my tears fall freely on my face once again. She immediately drops the bags she was carrying and envelops me in a loving hug.

I can't say for how long we hugged. What I can say is that it was exactly what I needed at that moment. I feel my chest getting lighter as if all the bad feelings had been carried away by the embrace, and I feel grateful to Adora for that.

Slowly I pull away, and I can see her smile return twice as big.

"Better?" she asks, making me nod.

I step aside, and she enters, placing the food bags on the coffee table. I close the door and follow her.

"What did you bring?" I ask curiously, making her laugh.

"I knew food would cheer you up," she laughs. "I brought a lot of junk food. Sweet and savory cookies, ice cream, sweet and sour pork, hamburgers, and sodas."

"Soda?" I wonder. "Since when do you like fizzy drinks? You always said they gave you gas," I hold back a laugh.

"The soda is for you. For me," she reaches into the bag, pulling out two green bottles of soju. "I brought alcohol," she says sticking her tongue out as she shakes the bottles.

I smile at her little dance, but seeing her gummy smile reminds me of him. I feel the sadness wanting to return when I remember the videos, but I cast aside any bad feelings as I grab the ice cream container.

"I didn't want to bring it up, but I'm really sorry I wasn't there. You know how it is at BigHit. I couldn't leave the production until the work was finished," she explains, and I smile.

"It's okay. I understand," I whisper. "The important thing is that you're here now."

"About the boys..." she starts to say, but I quickly cut her off.

"No, it's fine. I don't want to talk about it."

"But you need to, Cassie. You know that. Keeping it all inside will only make it worse. You know you can trust me. Vent it out. I'm here," she holds my hand.

I close my eyes, nodding. I search within myself for the strength to let out everything I'm feeling. Everything that's hurting me. I bite my lower lip and open my eyes. It's going to be okay.

"It's been some time since my friendship with the boys started cooling off," I begin, feeling her squeeze my hand in comfort. "You know I met Tae before he became famous, and he's the one who introduced me to the rest of the boys. Since then, we've had a very strong friendship. We weren't always together, especially with the tours and my work, but we were close, like a real family. No matter how long we went without seeing each other, nothing changed, until recently," I sigh. "Park Ji-Hye showed up about 2 months ago, a few weeks before my dad passed away. She auditioned for the dancer position and passed the test," Adora nods.

"Yeah, I saw her audition," she says.

"So, since that day, I saw her getting closer and closer to the boys. They were always talking about how cool and funny she is, and, you know, I was happy for them. A new friendship is always good, especially for them, who are famous and always have to be careful with opportunists. But it never crossed my mind that she would take the place I had in their lives," I smile sadly. "They started visiting me much less. Calling me much less. Inviting me to the dorm or out much less. Until the day I literally became nothing to them," I look at Adora, whose face is red with anger.

"These..." I interrupted her.

"You don't want to lose your job, right?" I ask, laughing. "And you can't blame them either. She became their official dancer, which means wherever they go, she's with them," I shrug. "She's with them all the time, and that surely made them closer to her. Even more than me," I feel my eyes welling up. "I don't want to lose them, but I feel like I already did."

"Hey," she shakes me. "Calm down, breathe. I know they messed up. And they messed up badly, but it doesn't mean they've forgotten about you," Adora says, trying to comfort me.

"They forgot me the day my dad died, Adora. I'll never forget that. I feel like on that day, I died twice. I remember calling them in desperation, crying, not knowing what to do, feeling like my world was falling apart," I pause as I feel all the emotions returning. "And they said they were coming, but they never showed up," I continued after a few seconds of silence. "After that, they sent me a message explaining that Park Ji-Hye had gotten hurt dancing and they were with her at the hospital," Adora nods.

"Yeah, I remember. She just fell on her butt, but she made a scene like she broke her back. Everyone was freaking out at the company, even Bang PD. But in the end, it was just drama," she laments.

"After that, they didn't even visit me. Not even once," I laughed with no emotion. "Right after, they forgot my birthday. I understand that I wasn't excited at all because of my dad, but it wouldn't hurt to receive some supportive or congratulatory messages from them. I was so upset that I sent some sad texts. In less than thirty minutes, they were knocking on my door. We cried a lot, but I felt like a part of me had come back to life and that everything was going to be okay," I sarcastically laughed. "I couldn't have been more wrong, could I?" I asked.

"Cassie..."

"It's okay. You don't have to say anything. After today, I finally understood," I grab a spoon. "They found someone better than me. Someone who can be with them all the time and help them when they need it. I'm just sad that person isn't me. Not anymore," I shove the spoonful of ice cream into my mouth, to prevent the tears stuck in my throat from coming out.

For the rest of the night, Adora didn't bring up the subject again, and I was grateful for that.

A random movie played on TV, but my mind was far away. I looked to the side and saw Adora sleeping with her mouth open. A piece of cookie rested on her cheek while her hand lay above her head. I silently chuckled, covering us and then turning off the TV.

A distant ringing sound caught my attention. I tapped around the couch until I found the phone under the cushion. My eyes automatically closed from the sudden contact with the bright screen, but just as they closed, they widened.

After the first notification, thousands started to show up. My heart throbbed in my chest as my body was flooded with nervousness.

"Min PD: Cassie, please tell me you're there."

"Joonie: Please respond. We're sorry. It wasn't our intention not to show up..." The message appeared cut off because I hadn't unlocked the phone yet.

"Hobierto: Believe us, Cassie. Please, we know you're awake. Answer us."

"Jinnie: Cassandra, we would never do anything to hurt you. Please let us explain."

"Mochi: Answer the phone."

After that message, a group call popped up on the screen. I stared at it, battling the urge to answer. I sighed deeply and threw the phone back onto the couch because no matter how much I wanted to talk to them, I was still hurt. I didn't want to answer and end up fighting. Saying things without thinking and ending up in a worse situation. The best thing to do now was to rest.

I made myself comfortable on the bed we had arranged on the floor, and put the pillow over my head to block out the notifications. When I didn't see any changes, I pressed the power button on my phone and confirmed it right away. I lay back down and took a deep breath. Tomorrow is a new day. Everything will be okay. ——————————————————

It wasn't even dawn when I heard knock after knock. Disoriented, I got up, searching for where the noise was coming from until my feet led me to the front door. I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and got irritated to see it was six past two in the morning.

I swung the door open, ready to argue with whoever had woken me up so early after going to bed so late, but I lost my voice when I saw the seven people I loved most staring at me ty forlornly.

I felt two arms embrace me tightly, followed by two more until I lost count. Desperate whispers for forgiveness echoed in my ear, making me feel loved... until a certain moment. Memories of what had happened the night before made me wake up from the sleep I didn't know I was in. Slowly, I distanced myself from the seven, able to see the tears streaming down some of their faces and sadness emanating from the others.

"Cassie..." Jimin starts. "I'm so sorry. It wasn't our intention to leave you alone in such a difficult time. Please, believe us."

"We didn't come here to lie to you, Cassandra..." Namjoon says. "It really wasn't our intention. I know this is going to sound completely wrong, but we made a promise to Ji-Hye. We promised to take her out to celebrate her birthday since she's far from her family and would probably celebrate alone," I try to hide a grimace.

They couldn't miss her birthday, but could miss mine.

"As soon as we finished eating, we were going to come straight here. And we really were, Cas, really. But the company called saying we had to go there to finalize the last details for the album. It was then that we sent several messages in the group, but you didn't see any."

"That's why we're here," Taehyung says, interrupting Namjoon. "Cassie, listen to me. You're one of the most important people in my life. Sorry if lately my actions haven't shown that, but please, please, Cas, don't be mad at us. I couldn't bear to know that you're upset because of me," he whispers.

"Go to the dorms tonight. Let's talk about this calmly," Hoseok suggests.

I remain silent for a few minutes.

"Come on, please. Hum? Hum?'' Tae shakes my arm. ''You'll go, right? Say yes," he asks.

"Okay," I sigh deeply. "I'll go."

I feel arms wrapping around my body again, and I relax, enjoying the contact. This time, the hug lasted only a few seconds. The boys said goodbye, saying they needed to be at the company in a few hours. 

"Tonight at 7. We'll be waiting for you," Yoongi said and then left. 

I closed the door, trying to contain my excitement and the obvious smile on my face. As I turned to go back to bed, I was startled to see only Adora's head peeking out from behind the couch. She had a radiant smile on her face as she looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Shut up," I say, making her laugh. ——————————————————

I look at the clock on the wall. It's 8:07 in the evening. Damn, I was late. I could already hear Adora's voice slowly emerging in my mind, saying that I should have listened to her and picked out my outfit earlier. Shaking my head, I focus on finishing getting ready. The last thing I needed right now was a lecture from my own mind.

I hear knocks and the doorbell ringing repeatedly.

"Shit," I mutter as I hop over to the door.

I try to put on my sock while walking to the door, but my unfailing plan soon becomes fallible when I trip over my own hand and fall on the floor. The knocks and the doorbell grow louder, and I feel irritation creeping in. "ALRIGHT, I'M COMING," I yell and pick myself up.

I walk back to the door with a pout and my hair completely tousled, covering my face. I take a deep breath, fix my hair, put on a fake smile, and finally open the door. As I see the seven people I love most in the world looking at me with confused faces, I feel my smile turn genuine, and the earlier irritation vanish as if it had never existed.

"Is everything okay? Why didn't you come?" I hear Taehyung ask as he scrutinizes me from head to toe."

"What happened? Something serious?" Seokjin asks, and I shake my head.

"No, guys, sorry. I almost died trying to choose a good outfit to wear and ended up running late, sorry," I explained laughing.

''What do you mean you almost died?" Jungkook asks as I watch their faces turn into a grimace."

"It was nothing, really," I reassure, taking a quick glance at Jungkook, who was holding back his laugh.

He knew it. I am sure he did.

"Are you sure you didn't... you know... fall on your ass?" he smirks. "I'm sure I heard a huge..."'' 

"Hobi," I said excitedly, "What do you have there?" I pointed to the bags he was carrying while Jungkook laughed.

That little prick.

''Food," he says, shaking the bags. ''We know how much you love eating''.

I chuckle and make way for them to enter. In a few minutes, the food was already on the coffee table, and an improvised bed was set up on the living room floor. I change into more comfortable clothes and join them.

"Look, before we start, we want you to know how sorry we are," Yoongi says.

"Yes... Sorry for not being there on the visitation's day," Jimin adds. "If there's anything you want to say, anything that's bothering you, please let us know. We'll fix it all, Cassie. ''he holds my hand.'' We want things to go back to how they used to be."

"We're here for you, Cas," Jin finishes, and I smile weakly.

I pause for a moment, feeling that it still wasn't the right time. So, I just sigh and shake my head.

"It's okay, guys. Really," I open with a smile. "Let's just watch this movie already. I'm dying to see who'll be the first one to cry and shake in fear like a little kitten." I say, trying to change the subject, and smirk when I realize it worked.

"I am sure it won't be me," Hoseok says with confidence. "Cause you know..." he shows off his muscles. "I'm a man," he pauses for a minute.

It doesn't take long until Hoseok's laughter fills the room, making everyone laugh.

"Who listens to him talking like this, doesn't even think the Gladiator sandal outside belongs to him," Jungkook says, making Hoseok look at him flabbergasted.

''Hey, what do you mean by that?'' he asks shookedt. ''It's fashionable''

"Yeah, Hobi. Sure is," Yoongi says, patting his shoulder.

''Why I don't believe you are being honest?'' Hoseok asks putting his finger under his chain. ''I'm going to expose you on Twitter. Or should I say X?''

''What? Are you into Xvideos?'' Namjoon asks as he returns. 

Everybody stops and looks at him. When did he even leave to begin with?

"What were you doing, Joonie?" I ask, smirking at him. "Were you in the bathroom?" he nods as the rest of the boys laugh.

''Now we know why you are thinking naughtiness'' Jimin says.

Namjoon's face turns red as he shakes his hands nervously. He tries to sit down on the couch but somehow ends up falling on the ground. We can see his cellphone flying around the living room as he throws his arms in the air in an attempt to regain his balance, but it doesn't work, as expected.

''No need to be nervous, Joonie'' I say. ''Everybody masturbates once in a while.''

''Do we?'' Yoongi looks at me suspiciously.

"I mean," I chuckle nervously. "How did we even get to this conversation? Let's just watch the movie for God's sake."

"Nah, nah. Don't you try coming up with excuses," Tae says abruptly. "What do you mean by that? Are you dating someone?" Jungkook seems to be having fun as he opens a beer can.

''What? Me? Dating?'' I laugh. ''Not even close. But I can't say the same about Jungkook, can I?'' he chokes.

''Uh? What you on about?'' he asks as he cleans his mouth. ‘’Seven days a week, huh?’’ he burst into laughter. He pauses for a minute before smirking. "Hm, why's that, baby girl?" he says, leaning in my direction. "Are you jealous?" he asks, putting a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Do you want me to…" he bites his lower lip. "You know," he says putting his finger on my lips. I can already feel the cringeness and second-hand embarrassment traveling throughout my body as the rest of the boys laugh. This prick. ‘’You really need to get out from twitter,’’ I say, shoving him away. ‘’The next step is to put up a black and white profile picture and call yourself a webdom’’ He raises both of his middle fingers in my direction before turning his attention back to the beer can. ‘’Are you guys done? Can I finally play this damn movie?’’ Yoongi asks, making everybody nod.

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Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was time for them to leave. Unfortunately, they couldn't stay overnight. They had to leave very early the next day due to their schedule. 

I hesitated to get up; I didn't want to accompany them to the door out of sheer laziness, and feeling Taehyung shaking me with his foot made me even more sluggish.

"If you keep doing that, I swear I'll fall asleep," I say, making him huff.

"Come on, sloth imitation. Take us to the door," Jimin says, but gives up when he sees Jungkook lying next to me.

"Jungkook, I'm sure you really like your video game, right?" Seokjin asks, and in a jump, Jungkook gets up.

"Are you really not taking us to the door?" Yoongi asks, and I remain silent. "Okay then."

When I open my eyes to see what he was going to do, I feel an arm gather and squeeze my legs while a hand starts tickling my feet furiously.

"JESUS!" I scream in surprise.

I heard laughter as I fought for my life. The strange feeling that tickling brought made me confused if I was laughing because I found it funny or if it was fear messing up my nervous system. The laughter increased as I writhed and screamed for help.

"YOONGI, YOU JERK!" I said without realizing that I was actually yelling.

"Weren't you sleepy?" Yoongi asks. "So, I'm trying to help you."

"WAIT UNTIL I GET UP, YOU PIECE OF BROWN SUGAR, I'M GOING TO END YOU."

"Are you going to take us to the door?" he asks.

"OKAY, OKAY, I'LL TAKE YOU, JUST STOP FOR THE LOVE OF GOD," I yell.

I feel my body calm down and my brain start functioning again as the tickling ceases. I looked at Yoongi who was laughing while sniffing his hand.

"Ew, you have smelly feet," he says, and I get up.

"Come here, you little jerk," I chase after him as he runs away mocking me.

After a few seconds, I could already feel that the 70% of water in my body had evaporated and the air in my lungs was scarce. When did my body become so sedentary?

"Idiot," I curse Yoongi who laughs. "I hate you."

"I love you too, beautiful thing," I hear him say.

Finally, I accompany them to the door. After a lazy farewell, I see them about to leave, but a click in my mind makes me stop them.

"As you know, I graduated from college, but since it was at the time when my father died, I didn't have any enthusiasm to celebrate. Adora recommended that I have a celebration the day after tomorrow night, since it's the weekend. Just to not let it go unnoticed. So... you guys are invited."

"We'll be here, don't worry," Namjoon says, and I smile nodding.

We say goodbye again, and this time, I see them leave. Seeing the elevator door close, I go back inside the house. The smile on my face never leaves me for a second, and finally, after so long, I could feel that things would really be okay.

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Thanks to Adora, everything was organized on time. The food was ordered since neither she nor I wanted anyone to die from food poisoning. The time we ended up in the hospital the day we cooked for each other was enough. No need to repeat the dose.

I check the time on my phone and see it's 8pm. They would arrive at any moment, so I sit next to Adora on the couch to chat until then.

☂ ☂

Some time passed, and the boys still hadn't arrived. I look at the time again and see that it's 9:46. I try not to think the worst and choose to believe they would be here soon.

☂ ☂

I sigh deeply at seeing what time it is: 11:14. I try to ignore Adora's pitying look and get up from the couch. I suppress the tears once again. I am tired of crying. And more than ever, I realize that they don't deserve my tears.

"Cassandra..." Adora calls me, and I look at her. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this. Something must have happened at the company, and they couldn't let us know." I shake my head.

Something inside me told me that wasn't it, and I decided to trust my intuition.

"Adora, can you take me to the dorm?," I ask softly. "I don't think I'll have the courage to go alone," I weakly smile, and she nods.

"Of course, my love. Of course..." ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––

The car journey lasted less than I wished. My mind was constantly clouded by memories, anxiety making the painful memories hurt twice as much. I laughed in disbelief. I wondered what I had done wrong to deserve this.

"Thank you for bringing me," I look at Adora. "And thank you for always being by my side in difficult times. If I felt supported and loved, be sure that it's all because of you. You're an amazing person, Adora, and I hope you know that." she smiles.

"Regardless of what happens there, remember that you are enough. Not for them, but for yourself. Don't belittle yourself for them, Cassie, and don't let the love you feel for them speak louder than your self-love. If you survived two hellish months without their presence, be sure that you can live your life and be immensely happy in the future without them. I guarantee you that," I feel her hand squeezing mine for comfort, and I smile. "I'll be waiting for you here," I nod.

I get out of the car, feeling Adora's words take effect. I walk bravely towards the towering building, ignoring every feeling of nostalgia trying to invade me. I couldn't lose focus now.

Arriving on their dorm's floor, I feel my heart skip a beat. I pause for a moment and try to put my thoughts and feelings in order. Seeing no result, I lean against the wall and try in every way to avoid a panic attack that was about to come. As if it were a heavenly help, I feel my phone vibrate. With trembling hands, I pick it up and see a message from Adora.

"Don't forget, you are strong and capable. And never for a moment think you are alone, because I'm here for you."

I clutch my phone tightly. Adora is right. I am strong and I am capable. I can do this because regardless of what happens, I will be okay.

I take a deep breath, gathering all the strength and courage from my being, and knock on the door. I freeze when I realize what I've done, but I quickly compose myself. I will be okay.

A few seconds passed and no one answered, so I knocked again. But just like the first time, there was no response. After the third attempt, I decide to enter. Typing the password on the door, I entered the dormitory.

Upon realizing that there was no one in the main hall, the pounding of my heart calmed down. I begin to walk through the dormitory, recalling every good moment I had with my boys. I feel the sadness emanating in my chest once again.

I really didn't want to lose them.

As I walked down the corridor, I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I started walking with firm steps, but I felt my legs waver when I heard a female voice among their voices. It was her.

"Jungkook-oppa, you're so silly," I hear her delicate laughter, feeling jealousy burning in my chest.

It should be me there.

"The silly you love," I hear Jungkook reply.

I could hear the happiness in his voice. It was as if they didn't need anyone else at the moment but her. And that made me hate her, but my own mind scolded me. She is not worthy of my hatred. She is as innocent as I am in this story. She did nothing to hurt me, so why would I hate her?

"Hinnie," I hear Hoseok's voice.

Hinnie...

"Try it and tell me what you think."

There was a moment of pause until applause and sounds of appreciation were made.

"It's amazing, oppa," she says. "You really keep improving in the kitchen every day."

Unable to bear it anymore, I think of simply turning around and leaving, but something catches my attention. And it was precisely there, in that moment, that I regretted staying.

"Why do I feel like we're forgetting something?" I hear Taehyung say, and I feel my body tremble.

Once again, there was a pause until someone shouted.

"Shit, really," Jimin said. "We forgot to take the drinks out of the freezer."

I feel my heart break, as if that were possible. I let out a disbelieving laugh and finally come out from where I was hiding.

"And try more of this," Hoseok suddenly stops. "Cassie..."

I hear the sound of something falling to the ground. Soon, everyone was staring at me wide-eyed. I repress the urge to laugh. I realize how messy my whole body was the moment I wanted to laugh and not cry.

"Oh no," Jimin says, as if remembering something. "The party."

With that said, everyone becomes even more desperate. Seeing them approaching, I panic.

"Don't come near,"

They quickly stop. I see them not knowing what to do. And it wasn't just them. I end up getting disoriented with so much pressure. Where did my courage go when I needed it most?

"Um... what's going on?" she asks, and I close my eyes.

It's not her fault. It's not her fault...

"Ji-Hye, could you leave us alone for a moment?" Namjoon asks.

"Yes, of course. It's time for me to leave anyway," she gets up. "I'll see you later," she says bowing both to them and to me.

After she left, silence hung in the air. I tried to hold back my laughter, but when I saw everyone's confused faces, I knew I had failed. When I noticed that no one was going to say anything, I took the initiative.

"Do you know what's more disappointing? It's that I really thought this time would be different," I shrug. "I guess I was wrong, wasn't I?"

"Cas..."

"Do you remember when you asked me if I had something to say, Jinnie? If something was hurting me? Well, I do, and I hope I won't be interrupted."

With no response, I continue.

"I feel like I died. It's been a while since I am just surviving," I start. "The fact that you didn't come to the visitation isn't the part that hurts the most, it's that you weren't there when my father passed away. I remember how desperate I was, and the only people I could think of were you. But you weren't there. Damn, you didn't even call." I whisper as tears fall freely down my face. "When I found myself alone in the hospital, realizing that the person who adopted me and chose me to love had died, that was my first death. The person who loved me, who looked beyond language or race barriers, and who taught me everything I know had suddenly left, without even giving me a chance to say goodbye. Do you know how I felt? Devastated."

I pause for a moment. Melancholy takes over my body as I recall all the feelings I felt that day, and for a moment, I allow myself to cry all I needed. I sob so much that I thought I might choke. Without caring about looks or pity, I just allowed myself, knowing that everything would be okay.

"When I called the only people I thought I could count on, and they told me they were coming, I didn't feel so alone," I let out a humorless laugh. "Until I realized that those people never arrived. The people who always said they would be there for me weren't there when I needed them the most. That was my second death," I look at Jin. "Don't say these things to anybody if they are not coming from your heart. Don't hurt anyone else by saying you have their backs or that you will always be there for them when in reality it's not the truth."

I look at each one. Their gazes were distant, as if they were reliving every moment. 

"You know, I don't want you to think I'm mad at Park Ji-Hye. Actually, quite the opposite. I was really happy when you said you met someone nice. Someone who really cared about you and genuinely wanted your friendships. I know how tough it is for you to find real friendships with all the fame, so I felt fulfilled too. I remember telling daddy excitedly, and he laughed at my excitement, happy for you and for me. Right after that, I lost him, and little by little, I lost you too, like I was meant to be alone," I smile weakly. "I am sorry if I'm being selfish, but that's how I feel. You guys forgot my birthday. Forgot the visitation days, and to top it off, you forgot my graduation party. It's like you replaced me as if I never even existed in your lives, and that really hurts. Really.''

I finish, and only then I realize they were crying with me. Some didn't have the courage to meet my gaze. We spent a few minutes without anyone saying anything. The only thing filling the air was the sound of our sniffles and sobs.

"On the day your father died," Namjoon begins. "We felt like we had lost a family member because he was, in fact, one. I am truly sorry, Cas, but for me, Park Ji-Hye's fall was an escape. I didn't want to face reality. I wouldn't know how to react to the loss of someone so special, and I also wouldn't know how to act with you," he looks at me.

"On your birthday, we thought you would like to be alone. It would be the first without your father, so we didn't know what to do, Cassie. We panicked," Jimin sighs. "But now I realize how you felt," he laughs humorlessly. "My God, I never thought I'd be such a horrible friend. What a disappointment," he whispers, covering his face with his hand.

"On visitation days," I look at Hoseok. "I confess that I clung to any opportunity not to go, Cas," he cries. "Not because I didn't love you. I love you, and I love you very much, but I never knew how to react to death. The only two times I entered a cemetery, I spent the rest of the week feeling bad, with depressive thoughts. I also couldn't let Armys worry. I didn't want their 'Sun' to lose its brightness. I am so sorry for not being able to tell you this before. I didn't want to seem selfish."

I suppress a disbelieving laugh.

"Hearing all this, I realize how futile our apologies seem," Yoongi laughs weakly. "But they are true, Cassie... I understand what Hoseok says. You know about my history with depression, don't you?" he asks, and I nod. "It's the same thing for me. If I enter a cemetery, my thoughts don't stop. Some come in a worse form, and I feel like I'm going crazy."

"We were selfish, Cas," Seokjin says. "I was. I didn't want Armys to see us sad because I knew the chaos it would be. I have no words to express how special you are to me," he pauses. "Cassie, you are my sister, my family. You weren't crying alone; I cried with you. I just couldn't show it. I knew it would be worse if I saw you cry, just like I am seeing now."

There was a moment of silence. Until his voice broke.

"I am sorry," Taehyung says. "Damn, I don't even know what to say, Cassie. You are one of the most precious people I have ever met. I remember how you stayed with us through thick and thin. I also remember how happy you were for us at the beginning, and I know the genuine happiness you felt when we received our first award. You stood by my side when my grandma passed away. How could I not be by your side too? My God," he puts his hand on his head in an act of despair. "You stayed by our side when we thought about disbanding. It was you who helped us see why we are here, who helped us find reasons to stay," he looks at me anxiously. "How could I be so selfish?"

"We thought that regardless of anything, you would always be by our side. That you would understand us, even with our deplorable attitudes. We always thought we would have you next to us, so we neglected you," Yoongi shakes his head. I feel like he answered more to Taehyung than to me. "Damn, anjinho, I'm sorry," I lower my head as I hear him call me by the nickname I loved so much.

"The fact that we started a new friendship also influenced us," Jungkook says. "We were so excited that someone, besides you, wanted a friendship without interest that without realizing it, we put aside the one that had been with us from the beginning," I hear Jungkook say muffled, as his two hands covered his face.

"We don't deserve you, Cassandra. We left you at the most difficult moment of your life, and yet you never stopped loving us," Yoongi pulls his own hair, a habit he always did when he was nervous. "We can't let you leave thinking that we don't care about you because, Cassie, that would be a complete lie. With the stress of the comeback, things only got worse. It was rehearsal, recording, agendas to fulfill, productions, trips, tours. Our minds were a mess, and Park Ji-Hye tried to help us from there. We know she's not the one to blame, and it's not your fault either. It's ours and only ours. I know this will seem like a lame excuse, but I didn't want to let you go thinking that you aren't precious to us. You are Cas. And you always will be."

I close my eyes and try to control my breathing. If before I felt bad, now I feel ten times worse. It seemed like I didn't even know them anymore. The feeling of comfort they made me feel was replaced by anguish. By sadness.

I open my eyes, and for the last time, I look at my boys. I realize that Taehyung understood my gaze.

"Cassie, please... Please don't..." Taehyung starts, but is interrupted by Seokjin.

"Don't you dare say what I think you're going to say."

"But I can't lose her, Hyung. I can't lose her," Taehyung says, crouching down.

I think about going to him, but then I retreat my body. If I do that, I know my heart will weaken, and at the moment, the only person I need to think about is myself.

"I'm sorry, hyung, but I'll be selfish," Namjoon says to Seokjin, and I look at him confused. "I don't know what your decision will be, Cassie. I'll support you, even if you choose to leave without our friendship. But I beg you... Cassandra, I implore you, try to find in yourself a little piece that doesn't want to give up on us. It doesn't have to be now. I want you to heal, and I don't care how long it takes. The only thing I ask is that you don't forget us and don't give up on us. Come back to us when you feel ready. I don't want to lose you, Cas. I..."

"I really hope you find a way to forgive us, Cassie. But understand that if you don't, we'll understand. You, more than anyone else, have every right to hate us," Yoongi says, interrupting Namjoon. "I hope you don't forget about us because, with all my heart, we won't forget about you."

I feel my heart shattering with every tear that falls on their faces. I smile weakly. I will really miss them.

I bow in a sign of respect, and as I return to my normal position, I raise my hand to my heart.

"Thank you, my boys. For all the good moments. You were a very important part of my life, which I will carry forever. I will never forget about all of you," I smile faintly. "How could I forget my first true friendships? My first loves?" I whisper.

I take a breath and smile. A true smile. A smile of gratitude.

"Regardless of what happened, you guys deserve nothing but love and happiness. Don't let anyone say otherwise. Even far away, please remember I will always be cheering for your success. And whenever you feel unloved, remember I love you. Very, very much.'' I can hear their sobs getting stronger. ''Don't think I blame you for what happened; I think I finally understand that life has its ups and downs. People come and unfortunately go," I see Taehyung desperate, trying to find something to say. I look away. I need to be strong. "I hope that every day your friendship with Park Ji-Hye grows, and that you take from all of this a lesson.''

I take a deep breath, looking at them for the last time.

''From the bottom of my heart... I wish you to be immensely happy."

In a gesture, I send thousands of kisses. I see Tae wanting to approach, so I turn around and start walking towards the exit, and this time, I don't cry. I feel the weight of sadness in my chest, but the weight of peace for having put everything I felt out was greater. And for the first time in two months, I believe it when I say that everything will be okay.

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[winterrnight]

SEVEN

AVISOS: Jungkook X Protagonista Original, Protagonista Gorda, eles são namoradinhos, inspirado em Seven - Jungkook, eles bem namoradinhos cheio de apelidinhos, Jungkook é um dengo com a namorada, acho que fluffly(?), ela com falso ciúmes e um pouco de malicia no fim(não consegui não colocar).

ALICE

As mãos tatuadas de Jungkook sobem por meu largo quadril.

Sua boca vem de encontro a minha, tentando me roubar um beijo. Um beijo o qual não deixo rolar, por conta do charme que eu fazia, desejando o deixar louquinho.

— Amor, não seja ciumenta.

Sua voz dengosa pede. Me olhando com aqueles olhinhos de jabuticaba com puro charminho, querendo me fazer ceder, mas eu que não pararia com o meu teatrinho de namorada ciumenta.

Seus braços rodearam minha cintura com força ao ver que eu pularia fora de seu colo. Seu rosto se enfiando em meu buchicho de fora, pela falta de pano na camisa curtinha, beijando ali até minha cintura.

Quase arrancando sem querer uma risada minha pelas cócegas e seu jeitinho de me fazer o perdoar.

— Bebê, me desculpa. Eu pensei que você não ligaria mesmo, você mesma disse que estava tudo bem em chamar a Han So-hee para gravar. — me solta um pouquinho, resmungando todo manhoso com o rosto apoiado em meus peitos agora. Olhando-me de baixo para cima com aqueles olhinhos brilhosos, que parecia ter toda a inocência do mundo ali. — Me desculpa, eu não queria te deixar triste.

Não aguento mais fazer charminho para cima de si ao ver seu semblante começando a ficar todo amuadinho. Acabo rindo, pegando em suas bochechas fofinhas e beijando o biquinho que ali forma, pela pressão de minhas mãos em suas bochechas.

— Eu estava tirando uma com a sua cara, boco. ��� o chamo daquele jeitinho bem carinhoso, que ele nem entendia muito por ser do meu país de origem e não ter significado concreto na Coreia.

Suas sobrancelhas logo se erguem. Me olhando feio agora.

— Poxa, amor, eu realmente pensei que estava brava comigo.

Sinto seus braços me soltarem e logo o bico aparecendo em seus lábios. Observo seus braços se cruzando contra o peito e suas costas sendo encostadas no sofá, logo seu rosto virá para o outro lado.

Parece que o jogo virou.

— Ei, agora você que está bravo?

Me ajeito melhor em seu colo. Descruzando seus braços e os rodeando por mim própria em minha cintura.

— Eu estava tirando uma com sua cara, bobinho. Eu sei que você não faria nada pra me magoar, bebê. — cutuco sua bochecha com o dedo. —  Sei muito bem que é tudo trabalho. E olha aqui, boco. — chamo sua atenção, o vendo me olhar de canto de olho. — Eu sei que você é todinho meu, Jeon Jungkook. Só meu.

E é só eu falar isso para ver um sorrisinho aparecendo no cantinho de sua boca. Fui certeira com as palavras em si.

Jungkook amava quando eu usava pronomes possessivos consigo.

Seu rosto logo se vira e sinto suas mãos segurarem com vontade agora em minha cintura.

— Sou seu, é?

— Sim. Todinho meu. — beijo sua boca, deixando um beijinho desleixado.

Separo minha boca da sua com um sorrisinho pincelando meus lábios.

— Está tudo bem mesmo?

— Sim, boco. Mas… — me afasto de seu peito, ficando sentada em suas coxas. — Uma música pra mim, é? Era por isso que não me deixava entrar no estúdio então?

Não controlo a língua. Não quando sei o quão isso o deixaria envergonhado.

E eu amava o ver coradinho. Ele ficava tão bonitinho.

E é dito e feito, suas bochechas pegam o tom avermelhado rapidinho.

— Não gostou?

— Não esperava nenhum pouco, mas amei, boco. Ficou muito boa a música, amor. Estou orgulhosa de você! — encho seu rosto de beijinhos.

E suas orelhas queimam com isso. Tirando uma gargalhada minha ao me afastar e ver.

— Bebê — manha envergonhado.

— Ok. Parei. Então… Agora vamos falar sobre isso…

Pego o controle jogado ao nosso lado. Soltando o play no som.

E é por isso que noite após noite

Eu vou estar te fodendo corretamente.

Segunda, terça, quarta, quinta, sexta, sábado e domingo.

— Vai me foder corretamente, é? Toda hora, todo minuto e todo segundo dos setes dias da semana? — pergunto maliciosa, vendo rapidamente o olhar inocente e envergonhado sumir ao sentir minha remexida em cima de seu pau, que acorda rapidinho. — Hei– ah!

Solto um gritinho com o susto de suas mãos segurando em minha cintura e me jogando deitada no estofado macio do sofá.

Suas mãos desceram por minhas coxas e as enroscaram em sua cintura. Não deixando de apertar com vontade, tanta vontade que fico surpresa por nunca ficar marcas de sua mãos em minhas grossas coxas.

Seus lábios se aproximam dos meus e logo escuto o sussurro:

— Sim. Vou foder direitinho todos os setes dias da semana, mas… E você, vai cavalgar direitinho?

#bts one shot #bts reader #bts x reader #bts x chubby reader #chubby reader #BTS FLUFFY

[dsgirl2024]

The World You See | Forward | BTS OT7 x Reader Fanfiction Story

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DISCLAIMER

Copyright © 2024 by DeidaraSugarGirl24 (DSG24). All rights reserved. Any form of reproduction of this book without explicit permission, is prohibited. Plagiarism is strictly forbidden.

The following content is a work of fiction. Any names, characters or locations are products of the author's imagination. The author does not own any BTS members or K-pop idols mentioned or used in this work. The events that occur are made up.

Images used throughout the story are not owned by me. All credits go to the original creator.

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ABOUT

Genre ☆ Fantasy / Romance (Fanfiction)

Rating ☆ Mature (18+ Minors DNI)

Pairing ☆ BTS OT7 x Reader

Story Type ☆ Angel BTS (AU)

SUMMARY

You've always seen the world a bit differently than others. It was like your magic power. And maybe that was why only you could see the lights that night. The big, astronomical explosion of lights that rained down to earth in colors you had never known to have existed until now. Little did you know about a divine destiny beyond your wildest dreams, and seven angelic beings brought down from heaven to guide you.

Apparently, the world is ending, and they're convinced that you're the one to save it. All you have to do, is figure out how.

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PROLOGUE ORDER & CHARACTER AGES/REVEALED APPEARANCES

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Seokjin (29) ✔

Yoongi (28) ✔

Hoseok (28)✔

Taehyung (26)

Jimin (26)

Namjoon (27)

Jungkook (24)

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[mykoreanlove]

BTS

🖤 NAMJOON

dying three times over // my only one // from one leader to another // sexy brain wasn't having it // say you forgive me

🖤 SUGA

🏀 Ballin‘ // Tsundere ツンデレ

🖤 TAEHYUNG

for us // pushpull

🖤 JIMIN

city lights

🖤 JUNGKOOK

to you, lil kookie // One of his girls pt.2 - Choose your fate // one of his girls // on a drug case

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[bts-hyperfixation]

Outside of the fox

Chapter 9 of ? Maybe like 30 now

Y/N longs for a new life when the one she’d been living comes to an abrupt stop. Without much thought to those she is leaving behind, the little fox packs a backpack and disappears. She stumbles across the shelter and makes an interim home for herself while she works out exactly what she wants from her second chance.

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You're barely through the door to the cottage by the time they call to offer you the junior receptionist position. You squeal in excitement, thrilled to have done something on your own merit.

"Good news I take it?" Namjoon peers over the back of the sofa in your direction.

Five men stare at you, waiting to hear about your triumph. Judging by how comfortable they look, it would appear they had surfaced from Jungkook's room some time ago. Even Hobi had made himself at home, it was eerie how he looked almost as if he belonged there. Yoongi and Hoseok took up the sofa closest to the kitchen, Jimin had curled himself into the armchair, and Jungkook lay spread across the other sofa his head in Namjoon's lap and his feet dangling over the arm.

"You are looking at a newly employed woman!" You exclaim, met with cheers from the men.

"That's great news Y/N, I knew you'd get it. You make a stellar first impression." Jimin comments.

"We all know that isn't true." You shake your head.

"I don't know, You made a fantastic impression on me Foxy." Hobi shrugs.

You ignore him, opting instead to kick off your shoes. There isn't anywhere left to sit so you find a place on the floor near the TV where you could still face them all. But before your bum touches the ground a strangled whine comes from Jungkook as he rushes into Namjoon's lap startling the bear. The taller man nearly drops the poor bunny completely unprepared for the movement. Everyone stares at the youngest confused.

"You shouldn't sit on the floor... it's cold." His ears pin back to his head.

It's clear this is his offer of peace, but it also seems as though he is surprised by his own decision to let you so close. However, you aren't going to turn down the chance to start making amends.

"Did I interrupt?" You gesture towards the TV, trying to get the focus away from Jungkook.

"Nah, not really, just started a movie." Yoongi answers.

"Oh right, well press play then. Then how about I order pizza to celebrate my new income!"

The men murmur in agreement and return their full attentions to the movie they had turned on.

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One movie turns into two, turns into three, turns into falling asleep one by one.

Hoseok excuses himself to go home but Yoongi won't let him leave. The jackal decides it would be unsafe for Hobi to drive home when he is this tired and offers him Jimin's room, much to the panda's annoyance until it's pointed out that he wasn't going to use it anyway.

Yoongi leaves next, carrying an already sleeping Jimin with him upstairs and into his and Namjoon's room.

Namjoon so obviously wants to retreat to a bed but Jungkook keeps him pinned in place, arms wrapped tightly around the bear. Still, his eyelids droop and his chin drops to his chest as sleep claims him.

You're moments away from waking him up to excuse yourself when you realise Jungkook isn't actually asleep. His big eyes are wide and focused intently on your face as if looking for hidden signs. Unlike the other day, he doesn't immediately look away when your gaze meets his. You take the chance to really look at the man. He has cute beauty marks dotted here and there, including one under his lip. His eyes are deeper than you would've thought possible. And he has the slightest hint of stubble playing around in patches on his chin.

"Thank you." He whispers, brow furrowed.

"For what?" You whisper back.

"For... for helping me get to the hospital."

"You don't have to thank me for that."

"But I want to... I struggle to feel safe like that..."

His hands are turning white from the grip he has on Namjoon's shirt. He looks so uncomfortable just trying to have a conversation with someone outside of his pack. It makes your heartache to see him have to try so hard for what should be an easy dialogue.

"We should go to bed." You change the subject.

You reach for the controller and see him flinch as your arm gets a little too close to him. The TV goes black and the room is plunged into darkness. Had you thought it through you might have turned on a lamp before you did that, but you can see in the dark, Jungkook evidently can not. Burnt sugar fills the room as his panic rises and Namjoon is immediately awake and alert. Jungkook buries his head into Namjoon's armpit, scrambling back from you.

"What's going on?" He asks looking at you for answers.

"I forgot to turn on the lamp before turning off the TV," you answer, rectifying the situation.

The light adds a dim glow to the room and Jungkook slightly uncurls himself

"Is that it," He mumbles rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

The adrenaline wears off quickly and the older man is already yawning again. He strokes Jungkook's back, coaxing him into a better position.

"Come on Bunny, I think it's time to get you to bed."

The smell of burnt sugar lingers in your nose as you try to fall asleep that night. It makes you toss and turn as you try to think of some way to make Jungkook more comfortable with your presence in his home. The way he reacts to people isn't okay, but it isn't your business to help. So why does your heart ache so much, and why does it make you feel so helpless?

He lifts Jungkook as he stands up, supporting the shaking boy against his chest as he makes his way to Jungkook's room.

Author note

Ok so I've been so sick this week so this is a very small chapter unfortunately. Also, having looked at the original brief I had for this when it was only like 22 chapters long. All of this stuff should have finished by chapter 5.... So I just think this is going to be longer than we originally planned.<br />

Also also this one is a little angsty not really angsty just a little angsty. But the next chapter or chapters as it may turn out to be are going to be solstice/ Christmas themed which should be less angsty and more fluffy fingers crossed

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Masterlist

#bts fic #bts smut #kpop smut #kpop fic #bts imagines #jungkook smut #namjoon smut #jimin smut #yoongi smut #bts hybrid #hybrid bts #taehyung smut #jin smut #hoseok smut #bts polyamory #bts poly smut #bts reader

[katkestrel]

I - Fuck Around

Masterlist ~ Next - II

High pitched ringing tore through your ears along with the heavy base of the music playing. It was pulsing through your muscles. A dull ache started to pound in your head to the fast tut-tut-tut of your heart as you struggled to pull yourself up the chain link fence. The slick of blood on your hands and the fatigue in your arms made the journey upwards more difficult. Your fingers miss a step causing your head to fall down to the ground as the floor welcomes your motionless body once again.

*****

The flash of light was blinding but after a lifetime of them you knew how to keep the tears in and the reaction of pain at bay.

“Alright Y/N you’re doing great! We’ve just got one more set to do now.” The photographer informed you before releasing you to the stylist to your right. You followed her across the studio where two blankets were hung up across a corner, turning it into a makeshift changeroom. Your eyes were left heavy and stinging from the lights so you closed them and tried to ignore the busy hands and mouths around you that were pulling you around like a doll.

A loud hiss cut through the music and silenced the chatter of the stylists. You opened your eyes to see a young girl staring back at you with her mouth in an ‘o’ shape. Her can of hairspray was still high in the air with her hand, frozen in place. The women around you shifted from foot to foot as you gingerly pulled your ear from the wide comb the girl had caught them with.

 “My ears are especially sensitive. Remember not to touch them.” You said, deciding to let her off easy. Your eye caught on the mole under the corner of her eye that mirrored your own and you couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt for the young girl. It wasn’t her fault after all.  You and she are owned, and therefore employed, by the same man. That man, however, you could allow yourself to hate.

Sensing the danger had passed, the stylists let their shoulders drop and continued with their prep work although the conversations were no longer lilted. As they worked you studied the women around you. Your owner definitely had a type – girls who are petite and lithe, with ears that stand up straight and a mole under the eye. You weren’t sure if he bought them all similar in an effort for you to feel kinship, or if they were his particular brand of taste. The thought was suddenly off putting in your mouth considering you were the mirror image of your mother.

The strong smell of strawberries effectively pulled you out of that unfortunate thought. Looking up from the plate thrust in front of you, you realised the stylists had finished dressing you for the next set.

“Here, you should eat something.” the girl from before offered. You gently shook you head. You were about to reply when the lead stylist interrupted with a hissed whisper, “She can’t eat on a shoot. Henry doesn’t allow it.”

The girl with kind eyes stiffened slightly but nodded none the less and quickly scurried off to take the plate away before you got in trouble just for looking at food.

Knowing the temptation of food was around was enough to have you up and out of your seat in order to get yet another bottle of water to keep the urge in line. With a sigh you made it over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle, downing half along with a couple caffeine pills.

This was the longest shoot you had been on in months so it was all you could do to just stay upright. Luckily for you, the hybrid blood running in you was enough to give you the natural radiance and even features that all hybrids had. It wasn’t surprising that almost all models now were hybrids or were part hybrid.

The hair on the back of your neck stood up and your ear twitched as you heard the familiar heavy footsteps of Joshua approach. Yet another man you hate. Your foot started tapping in anticipation of whatever bullshit he was about to throw your way.

His voice, melodic but cold, came from behind you. “Hey little kitty. I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to my favourite kitten. I was surprised when I saw you on the roster. Man are the standards slipping these days.” You turned and raised an eyebrow, your mouth still touching the lip of the water bottle.

He continued, knowing you couldn’t walk away, “God I wonder what the fuck Henry is thinking. He’s gonna tank the company if he keeps you around. You’re enough trouble by yourself.” You watched as small smile started to form on his face. “Well, we all know what he was thinking back then. Not thinking with the right,” he chuckled and paused catching your eyes with his. “Head. Your poor mother. Did she even-”

You stopped him in the middle of his sentence by throwing the remaining water up into his face and soaking his clothes. “Get fucked.”

You barely had time to move when you noticed his eyes flash golden and you felt the weight of his hand over your neck. It’s predicaments like these that remind you how very unfortunate it is that you have a red-hot temper in a tiny omega body.

“Try that again, little kitty, and you’ll be the one fucked.” The lewdness of his statement reddened your cheeks and you couldn’t help but curse the fact that his alpha pheromones were affecting you. Once again, you cursed Henry for his policy of no scent blockers in the company. It probably wouldn’t be the last time.

Trying to hold onto a shred of dignity, you raised you head. “Oh? Let’s prove it. 5624 – 24th Street, Friday, twenty-three hundred hours.”

Joshua paused, looking taken aback before smoothing his features into a smirk. “Sure kitty, but don’t bite off more than you can chew.” With that, he stepped back and left the studio without a look back over his shoulder.

*****

You really should learn to hold your tongue, you chastised yourself for the umpteenth time as you hurried through the underground station only stopping once briefly to pull out your HybrID card to allow you access to the trains.

You let out a sigh as you managed to squeeze into the last train before the doors closed. The familiar jingle of the doors closing repeated more than necessary and you couldn’t help looking down the train to see who the offending tardy passenger was. Seeing only an older gentleman accompanied by a large dog hybrid in your railcar had you giving up the search. You still kept an ear perked towards the hybrid though as your animal counterparts were still unlikely friends and it’s hard to ignore biology.

The doors opened with a ding and you strode out and back up onto the dark streets. You kept your steps in pace to the gum being chewed rhythmically in your mouth, tasting nothing but bland flavour from how long it had been chewed.

It was relatively easy to sneak out of your balcony and jump down into the garden – you can thank your strong legs for that. Shimmying over the trellis fence and avoiding the apartment security was a bit more difficult. You knew that you’d be wearing a tracker collar for a month if a guard saw you and followed you to where you most certainly shouldn’t be.

You are allowed out alone; the law is on your side for once on that issue. It was Henry that maintained a security detail for you in order to keep you safe and contained. He’d have kittens himself if he knew where you ended up most weekends.

You unconsciously sniffed the air and perked your ears higher under your hat to catch anyone who could be a witness to your slightly illegal actions. Satisfied you were alone, your fist rapped against the colourful door with the sideways hourglass nestled among the other graffiti tags.

The door swung open and you had to jump back to avoid getting hit by the metal. A lone wolf hybrid blocked the doorframe. You calmly tipped your hat to show your ears and the hybrid moved aside. The faint thuds and cheers accompanied the dull smell of copper and your stomach immediately started to churn. You really should get a better grasp of your temper.

*****

The flimsy metal bit into your cheek and split your lip even further as you felt your ears being pulled up with your head. Ice blue eyes stared into yours and you knew you were almost tapped out. You let your body go completely limp in his hands, ignoring the pain of your ears, and watched the fist he held tauntingly over you. When you saw his victory smirk start to form, you gathered all your strength in your legs and with practiced precision, you kicked back with both feet into his stomach; aiming your heels up into his ribcage.

You heard a gasp and the grasp on your ears was released. Quickly, to not lose the advantage, you grabbed his head with you hands and brought his face home over your knee. There was a satisfying smack and he was out cold.

               You wobble and lean against the metal behind you as high and low cheers drift through your ears. The cheers started turning into the screams of animals as the crowd begins to shift into their animal counterparts.

“This is the police! Stay where you are!” someone calls over a loudspeaker once the music is switched off.

“Shit”, you swear as you turn around to get someone’s attention to let you out of the cage. Unfortunately for you, all you see are the lights of a flashlight in your face. Panicked, you shift into your small animal form and squeeze through a gap in the bottom, sidestepping the police officer who didn’t expect you to shift into an animal so small.

You run around and manage to hop onto the back of a cheetah hybrid and ride them through the throngs of people and animals to the back door of the ring. Once you were outside, you hopped off and swiftly followed your nose towards the nearest park you could sense. You cursed your fur being such a light colour as you hurried to find a hiding spot.

Sensing heavy feet coming towards you, your animal instincts cause you to freeze in the gutter you were currently in. You hope the darker parts of your face would be enough to hide without being seen.

“Namjoon, what is it?” you hear a low voice say.

“I smell blood.” Another voice replies.

You assumed that was the voice belonging to the heavy pair of feet that set off your instincts before. You realised why your instincts had taken over – they were a hybrid as well and an alpha.

“We’re at a fighting ring, that shouldn’t come as a surprise”

“No, this is a lot stronger. Whoever it belongs to, they need help”

Crap! You thought. You had totally forgot that the blood would give you away. However, you couldn’t make your body move to hide further into the sewers.

“Hello? Who’s there?” the same voice says before continuing, “I know you don’t want to get caught but you need medical help.”

You watched as the black shoes of the hybrid came closer and closer to your hiding spot. They gently stopped at the entrance of the gutter and you heard the hybrid take a couple sniffs of the air.

“You’re a female omega with no scent blockers in a fighting ring?” the voice sounded surprised.

Slowly, the figure bent down to meet your small animal eyes glowing back at him. You recognised the hybrid as the one accompanying the old man from the train.

“I’m going to get you out of there ok?”

His hands were surprisingly soft as he picked you up with a gentleness you hadn’t felt before from another hybrid. Your body slightly relaxed in his grip as he lent you against his chest. You realised you could run away now, however, there was a peculiar feeling that came over you that made you stay put.

“She’s a little thing isn’t she; can she shift back?” The older gentleman asked.

“No, it would be dangerous here. When we’re in our animal forms we heal faster.”

“Ok, well the other guys will handle the rest, you should get her to the hospital. Don’t forget to put her in the cage though, even if she is injured. I doubt she wants to be arrested”

Your whole body vibrated as the dog hybrid growled at the statement, although very softly.

“I’ll keep holding her. We don’t know where all the blood is coming from, so I’ll keep pressure on her sides.” He defended. It was like he knew you had given up and wasn’t planning on trying to escape.

You all had made it back to the front of the ring where there were multiple police cars with an ambulance only leaving the sound of its sirens to show that it used to be there. No others were in sight.

“Damn, we’ll have to take her in the cop car. Namjoon, sit in the back with her then.” The older man said

“She’ll stay still. Look she’s falling asleep. We need to go now.” Namjoon hurried to the back door of the sedan and got in.

The thought of him defending you made you all warm and as you got settled, the warmth of the car with Namjoon holding you, you fell asleep once again.

Masterlist ~ Next - II

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[vintagenahbi]

How They Act During Your Pregnancy

Ot7 x Reader - BTS Reactions Pt. 1

JHope, Suga, RM, V

Summary: How each member takes care of you during your pregnancy journey.

Warnings ⚠️: nervous breakdown, feeling like a burden

JHope

Hobi and I were in disbelief as we starred at the monitor. His jaw nearly to the floor and mine not far behind. My eyes widened as I glanced over to him. He looked down at me and grabbed my hand tightly. Nothing was said between us- pure shock.

The car ride home felt the ripple effects of that doctor’s appointment. I was five months pregnant and had been waiting for Hobi to get back before we found out the gender of our baby. To both of our surprise, we weren’t having one baby but two. I was pregnant with twins.

I knew for five months I looked a little bigger than most women, but the thought of twins never crossed my mind. I always assumed that it was because I was enjoying the luxury of eating whatever I wanted guilt free without having to feel the pressures of society. Only to find out today that that was not the case. I was eating for three people and the thought of having two at once freaked me out.

Once Hobi and I got home, I decided that it was best if I went and layed down. I had to get my mind right. Suddenly, all the things we bought we were going to have to times it by two.

Hobi sneakily walked into the room and plopped down on the bed. I struggled to sit up, but was finally able to get my back pressed against the bed frame.

“Twins.” Was the only word he was able to muster up. I shock my head in agreement. Hobi started to laugh. I looked at him as if he was crazy. “We are having twins! This is so exciting. You get one and I get one.”

“You’re happy about this?” He looked at me confused as if I was in the wrong by my comment.

“Of course I am.” He starts to rub my belly in small circles. “It’s us in one Y/N. Our two little humans we made. How could I not be happy. Are you not happy?”

I didn’t want to be a downer. I couldn’t lie, I was scared. Terrified. I knew most of this would fall on me once touring picked back up and I was not ready to handle it all on my own. I wanted Hobi here. One baby was going to be hard but two. Don’t get me wrong we have a support system, it’s just not the same when it’s not Hobi.

“Y/N, are you not happy?” He repeated himself.

“It’s not that I’m not happy, it’s a lot. I know it’s going to be a lot on me and that scares me. We are a team but I know sometimes one person on this team can’t always be here.” I looked down at my stomach ashamed of my selfishness. These babies were a gift, something Hobi and I had dreamed about. It’s just two wasn’t in that dream.

“We’ll be okay. I will take care of all of us. You won’t be alone Y/N.” He stopped rubbing my stomach and clenched my hand. I couldn’t help but smile. He let go of my hand and gently grabbed my stomach leaning down to kiss the middle of it. I felt a little flutter and so did Hobi. He’s been so happy and gentle through all this.

“My babies, your dad loves you.” Hobi looks at me again. Tears started to slowly fall down my cheeks. I hated this part of pregnancy. My hormones had me all over the place. Hobi whipped my tears shushing me to calm down. “You want a snack?” I shook my head yes. He hopped off the bed and darted in the kitchen. I was so glad to have him in my life. He was going to be an amazing father to our two little angels.

Suga

I was at the point in my pregnancy where I was becoming sluggish. All I could do is sleep. Yoongi didn’t seem to mind because he took it as an opportunity to get work done and not have to worry about me. I felt bad that he had to constantly be by my side. Well, I didn’t feel that bad. I love having him around with me, even if I was sleeping majority of the time.

I got up from our bed and wobbled into the kitchen where Yoongi had his equipment set up. He looked up at me and quickly walked me over to the seat next to his. I slowly sat down making sure I felt the seat underneath me first. A task as simple as sitting down was becoming a chore. Yoongi glared at my big belly and placed his hand on my stomach trying to feel our baby boy kick. After a minute or two he finally started kicking away- a little too much. I felt a jab at my side and immediately hunched over in pain. Yoongi started to panic. Rubbing my shoulder up and down to help soothe the pain.

Tears were swelling in my eyes. I had never felt a pain like that before. I was honestly scared. Yoongi and I didn’t have the best luck with trying to conceive and since I had to be on bed rest anything could happen. Yoongi noticed that I started to cry, something I hated doing in front of him. He lifted my head up and held it as he began wiping away the tears.

“Breathe Y/N.” I started to control my breathing. Slowly taking deep breaths. “Okay, just like that.” He helped me get up from the chair and walked me back to the couch. He propped my legs up and sat down with me. I slowly started to drift to sleep.

When I woke up Yoongi was talking to and stroking my belly. I pretended to be asleep so I could hear him. Yoongi didn’t always show this side of him, but when he did I loved hearing it.

“I need you to be calm for mommy. Three more weeks and you can be all energetic and taking over. Mommy and I want to see you, but you have to be nice to mommy okay? I need you both. I want you both to be safe.” I grabbed Yoongi’s hand. It hit me why Yoongi had been so afraid these past months. He wanted me and our sweet boy to be safe.

I motioned Yoongi to move closer to me as I moved my feet off the couch. I held his hand and looked deeply into his eyes. I wanted him to know I was serious. Although it was cliche, I knew he needed to feel seen too.

“We are going to be okay. You, me, and the baby.”

“But what if something goes wrong and I have to pick? I can’t pick.”

“Yoongi, that won’t be the case. Our baby will be okay. I will be okay. Let’s not worry about it. We’ve have so much to prepare for. Soon you know it, we will have sleepless nights and a little us running around the house.” Yoongi kissed my hand. I stroked his cheek and I could feel the stress leave his body. “You’ve been great Yoongi and we will be okay.”

RM

I burst out of the bathroom door holding my lower stomach. Namjoon looked at me stunned. He dropped his phone to his side and waited to see what my next move was going to be.

“It’s time.” I said in a panic. Namjoon sat there as if he did not comprehend what I had said. I looked at him panicked really trying to figure out what he didn’t understand. It dawned on him. He jolted up and rushed to my side. He grabbed my waist and arm walking me over to the bed. I sat down as Namjoon stood there looking down at me.

“Joon, it’s time.” He didn’t even budge. I started to laugh. He flashed that beautiful smile and started to laugh with me.

“I don’t know why I keep freezing up Y/N?” I grabbed his hand to help lift me off the bed. I knew all that practice and preparation would lead us to this moment. Namjoon would have it down pat on everything that needed to be done and when the time came he would freeze up. I honestly found it adorable. He couldn’t get it together to save his life.

He suddenly started pacing around the room. I was so entranced by his spontaneous movements that I nearly forgot the issue at hand until another contraction hit me. I hunched over again. Namjoon noticed and kneeled down in front of me.

“I’m gonna get the car around okay? We’re going to have our baby. We are going to have a little baby.” I could tell he was having a moment of realization. He was about to be a father. Our little girl was about to have the best father I could ever imagine for her. Namjoon smiled at my stomach, but another contraction hit. “Okay let’s get my little angels up.” He helped me up and grabbed my hospital bag.

“Before we have this baby, I just wanted to say thank you Joon. You’ve been my rock through this and I’m so grateful for that.”

“No need to thank me Y/N. You are giving us the greatest gift of all. My little girl.” I gave him a kiss and we headed to the hospital.

V

Taehyung walked into the house with a bag from my favorite takeout place. I was five months pregnant and my cravings were going crazy. Half of the time Taehyung could not keep up. One minute I wanted ice cream, the next I needed something savory covered in a sweet sauce. The only perk was I didn’t look that pregnant. It was sometimes hard to believe I was about to have a baby.

Taehyung sat the food down in the kitchen. I got up and looked through the bag. Everything was there but my favorite side. Little things like this made me emotional. Yes, the lack of my favorite side was causing me to get teary eyed.

“Is something wrong?” Taehyung said. I looked at him and tried to play it off. I shook my head no. Taehyung looked in the bag and noticed what was missing. “Would you like me to go get it for you?” I hesitated to answer at first. If he didn’t mind then it’s no big deal, but I felt like I was asking for too much. Nearly being a nuisance for wanting to give into every craving I had. Taehyung could tell I was having an internal debate on what to do. “How about I go back out to get it and your favorite ice cream.” I started to smile.

I stayed at home as Taehyung went back out. I decided to watch tv, but fell asleep the moment I got comfortable. When I woke up, a blanket covered my body and the sun was no longer out. I looked at the clock at it was six forty-five. Taehyung was in the kitchen eating dinner. I don’t blame him. I was knocked out like a light for over two hours. I sat at down at the table and began to dig in. Taking one of each of everything. All Taehyung could do was smile.

“I take it my girls are hungry.” I smirked with my cheeks perked up because my hunger got the best of me.

“Thanks Tae.”

“It’s no problem.”

“I feel bad.” He scrunched up his eyebrows waiting for an answer. “I feel like I ask for a lot. All this back and forth. My cravings, not to mention my emotions all over the place, it feels like I’m a burden.” Taehyung stopped eating and looked at me.

“You are having our baby. Anything you need I will do. You’re the furthest thing from that.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek and we finished our dinner.

#bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts reader #bts reactions #bts #bts suga #kim taehyung #min yoogni #bts v #bts x reader #bts jhope #bts rm #jhope x reader #suga x reader #kim namjoon #bts hobi #taehyung x reader #rm x reader #namjoon x reader #yoongi x reader

[hoseokieswrld]

STILL DON’T KNOW MY NAME | JJK (M)

CHAPTER TWO:

Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader

Summary: In which a video game streamer, Jeon Jungkook, finds- and is intrigued by - an account that writes nsfw fanfiction about him and decides to send them a private message. He still doesn't know your name.

Genre: smut, pwp, internet strangers to lovers

Category: three-shot

Collab with: @dollfaceksj -> her masterlist

WARNINGS: sexting, explicit sexual content, strong language, pornography, cybersex, exchanging in nude photos, hidden identities. mentions of porn, masturbation (male and female), usage of sex toys, saliva (cus i like it messy🤭), mentions of pubes, cum (lots if it hehe), mentions of blow jobs, dirty talk.

total word count: 6.3k. masterlist previous next part

Two days.

Two post-horny days since Jungkook has sent you that dm…that you have yet to reply to. Why did I even send that? Get it together and stop being so fucking horny all them damn time. Jungkook mentally scolds himself. He quickly pushes you out of his mind, remembering he has bigger fish to fry than worry about a dumb Twitter reply. 

That day, Jungkook goes to the grocery store, desperately needing to stock up on a few things since he hasn’t eaten a proper meal in almost a week, living off of spicy buldak ramen and doritos. He continues his errands by dropping Bam off at his doggy camp for the week, still needing to be trained a bit more, which also gives Jungkook quiet time to clean his house and edit videos. 

Jungkook sits at his desk editing a few videos he took from his last stream to post onto his Twitter and Instagram. Recently, a lot of his followers have been begging him to make a TikTok account, but Jungkook doesn’t see much appeal in that. Maybe in the future, but it's a no for now. 

Jungkook finishes his to-do list a little earlier than usual, which gives him time to relax a bit. And by relax, he means starting a live stream for his followers. He gets to his set up, angling the camera at his chair making sure his desk was clean except for a water bottle. He sits down and tweets out he’s going to be streaming in ten minutes. His followers immediately retweet it and all the replies are begging him to play COD again. How could he reject that?

“What's up guys? Missed me?” Jungkook giggles when he sees the chat blow up with non stop comments. Jungkook also may have forgotten to mention he cut his hair.

kookphoric: U CUT UR HAIR???

Jeonjjjjk: omggg ur hair is so short lol

Jungkookieswrld: how do u look so sexy with long and short hair??

“Haha yeah, the hair was a last minute decision. ‘Omg your hair is so short-’ oh c’mon, you guys are being dramatic, it's not even that short! I still have a mullet…sort of. It's just trimmed, but I also got an undercut. Do you guys like it?”

Kookiejjar: its rlly nice!!

elikoo: i like your long hair a lot but this is still cute

Ashln00: idc what ur hair looks like i still wanna fck LOL

“Haha thanks, I guess? Let's start the stream! Been waiting all day to play with-” Jungkook is cut off by the sound of his phone going off. He grabs it, running his hand through his hair, wanting to silence it, when he sees the notification:

[Twitter] _elicticmoonl1ght sent you a message!

Jungkook feels like someone kicked him in the chest, knocking the breath out of him. You reply to his message all of a sudden during the stream? He notices he hasn’t seen your username and comments in the chat at all like you usually are. Jungkook shakes his head remembering he’s still streaming, and he can’t let something unserious and silly like this distract him. 

“U-uhm sorry guys, thought someone was calling me. Nevermind that, let's just start the game now.” Jungkook stutters, being a little flustered, subtly putting his phone on do not disturb as he slips on his headset, pushing the thoughts of you out of his mind. Jungkook finally begins playing and interacting with his followers, the thought of you slowly being pushed to the back of his mind. He’ll deal with you later.

It's been 2 hours, and Jungkook is playing his last round for the night before he ends his stream. 

“Fucking finally passed this level. I’ve been playing for 2 fucking hours and I just finished this part. You guys are good, but not that good. Just kidding, I’m kidding.” Jungkook laughs while the chat blows up congratulating and laughing with him.

“Thanks for playing with me guys, as always. I’m gonna end the stream now. Love you guys and goodnight!” Jungkook waves and smiles brightly as the comments bid him a goodbye. And with that he ends the streams. Jungkook is happy and laughing, today's stream was especially fun and his followers were so funny. 

Mindlessly, Jungkook picks up his phone to check the time and his emails. His smile quickly drops when he sees the notification from you again. Don’t be a pussy, Jungkook. It's just a random person on the internet, damnit. He hesitantly and nervously clicks on the notification, which logs him into his burner account and straight to your dms.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

hiii! sorry i haven't been active here in a few days, got super busy lolll

 i haven't opened any dm requests yet but i'm so glad u enjoy my writings! 

and maybe you'll just have to find out and see urself baby ;)

Jungkook can feel his cock stir in his pants. Find out and see for himself? And you called him baby? Well shit,. Jungkook wasn’t going to answer you since you hadn’t replied in a while…but he can’t help himself anymore. He’s been anticipating this since he’s found your page.

Ian_97:

You're harsh. How long do you wanna make me wait?

Jungkook slightly cringes sending the message. He isn't the type of guy to chase someone, so it feels weird begging for some attention from someone he doesn’t know. Especially on the internet.

Jungkook sees the three dots pop up, making him a little nervous. Did he scare you off? Do you think he’s a weird pervert now?

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

that's not harsh of me. be good and wait a little, yeah?

 Be good and wait? Jungkook thinks he might bust on the spot reading that. Usually he isn't the one receiving orders, rather the one giving them. But now, it gives him a tingly feeling in his tummy, that resembles excitement. 

Ian_97:

U want me to be good for you? Hmm idk, you took a while to reply.

Just wanted to lyk your stories are good, and i rlly enjoy reading them.

Fanboy much? The last thing he wants you to think is that he’s some lonely loser who dms random girls on Twitter. He’s never done anything like this before. What is he being so weird for? He remembers he’s obviously not talking to the girl in your story, but to a real person- the one who wrote it.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

well thank u! 

oh come on, it wasn’t intentional!!

you're the first guy who’s messaged me that's admitted to reading my stories,

 i'm shocked ngl

So now you know he’s a guy. To make it more evident, Jungkook may have put “straight male, 26, no minors” in his bio for you to get the hint…just maybe. 

Ian_97:

I'm the first guy to dm u like this?

Your stories never fail to entertain me that’s for sure.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

hehe i get a few dms here and there, usually from girls but your account stood out to me more bc ur the first guy i ever seen :0

which is why i accepted ur dm!!

glad ik my stories are reaching a bigger audience LMAO

Ian_97:

I'm glad.

Hope it's not too weird being the first guy to dm you.

But what made you first start writing stories? They’re written really well.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

Definitely not! It's really cool and different to talk about these things with who aren’t women yk?

awe i appreciate that sm ty! :)

it was random tbh, i’d read a bunch of stories online and always thought about writing

but for the past year now i've been watching this streamer and he had me hooked from the start

his tats piercings hair eyes

i guess he was so fine that it persuaded me to write stories LOL

he's my dream man tbh  

He’s the reason you started writing? Jungkook couldn’t help but feel a sense of happiness take over him, smiling harder than before. He was able to give you some sort of inspiration to begin writing and it blew up too. 

Ian_97:

Of course, I get that.

That's really cool.

Yeah I could see you're a fan of his.

So you go to school? I’m assuming you’re in college correct?

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

yea i am! In my last year actually 

wbu? :)

Jungkook was guessing you had to be at least 21. Not too bad of an age gap, but you’re still pretty young.

Ian_97:

Nah i dropped out a few years ago, it wasn’t for me.

I got a job instead. Pays good though so I can't complain.

Well that isn’t completely a lie. He did drop out of college and decided to get a job. He was never the school type of guy and had other interests that didn’t involve any schooling. That's how he got into streaming. His free time after work consisted of video games and photography which both together paid well and he quit his job to tend to them more.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

that's rlly nice! school isn't for everyone that’s for sure

glad you found something better than school, i honestly hate it :(

Jungkook can’t help but giggle at your texts. You are cute, sweet at that too. Jungkook swears he’s never blushed this much since he was in middle school.

Ian_97:

So am I, glad I stopped attending.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

i have a question…

you seem older than most of my followers 

so how did u find my stories? just curious cus this app is huge

it'd be hard to find it unless u were specifically looking for it :0

What lie is he supposed to pull out of his ass now? He can’t make it obvious he’s the guy she writes and fantasizes about. Yea i found you on Twitter because I was horny and you write hot fanfiction about me so I jerked off to it a couple of times. 

Ian_97:

I saw Jk trending on Twitter one day and saw one of your stories under a Jungkook hashtag. It was really random.

I went through your account and got hooked.

The feeling was something new to be honest, never read erotica yk.

Alright, believable enough. Jungkook mentally pats himself on the back for that somewhat believable excuse. It's Twitter, you can practically find anything on that app.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

ooo i see!

hmm got you hooked that fast?

 i mean i’d take it as a compliment except majority of what i write is smut….unless 

you're saying what i think u are? 

Ian_97: 

Well i don't think i have to say it for you to get it. 

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

oh…

so youre saying you’ve gotten off to my stories? 

 i mean i'm just guessing since you seem like you're enjoying them more than my 

other readers…

i promise i dont think it's weird, if anything it's a huge turn on for me ;)

You’re turned on by the fact he reads your stories? It feels like a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders and he can breathe now. For a second, he assumed you’d curse him out, call him a creep, and block him. This was the complete opposite, Jungkook’s heart beats even faster when he gets another notification from you.

[ _elicticmoonl1ght has followed you! ]

Jungkook bites his lip, you finally followed him back after days of no reply. He can’t be more satisfied, but quickly realizes he’s yet to reply to you. He types a message, being bold again, since it seems you have no problem with it.

Ian_97:

Yea i have actually…you caught me. 

Your writing is effective. The things you write abt are right up my alley.

Done it a few times before i dmed u. 

Jungkook can’t believe he admitted to you that he jerks off to your stories. 

The last thing he wants to say is that he’s the guy you fantasize and write about, it’d just be weird. Jungkook thinks of every believable excuse he can come up with that doesn’t sound too out of the ordinary. Nothing truly sounds realistic, so he impulsively types what comes to mind.

Yet you haven’t replied in 20 minutes. Fuck. Jungkook’s nerves always get the best of him. Do you think he is some sort of weird “fan” that you find creepy? Is he too bold or horny? You obviously have a life and are not going to answer him immediately. His heart is racing, beating out of his chest with negative thoughts that plague his mind. That’s until he hears the whistle notification and unlocks his phone without a second thought.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

ah okay i see now, thanks sm! :)

Jungkook smiles, begins to text you back that it's not a big deal and he truly likes your stories. He’s quickly cut off when you double text.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

hmm proof or it didn't happen? ;)

Proof? What do you mean by proof? Are you subtly asking Jungkook for nudes? Or boldly, even? Are you just joking around? He doesn’t even know you, so why would you straight up ask for dick pictures? Jungkook’s obviously not going to send you a picture of his entire cock if you’re joking, that’s just fucking weird. You could really be joking, so he tries to play it off.

Ian_97:

You wanna see how hard my dick is rn, is that what you're asking for? 

Or are you just playing around, cause I'm not… 

I’m serious when I say your stories turn me on.

Jungkook is nervous…and also a huge overthinker. He tries to play off his horniness by laughing, but it really doesn’t help when you return the energy.

_elicticmoonl1ght: 

what if i do wanna see it?

would there be a problem with that?

Ian_97:

Of course not. 

I’m thinking about how horny you must be to write stories like that.  

You're that needy, huh?

He needs to control himself, make sure he doesn’t go too far too fast. You don’t know him personally so there’s a high chance you won’t take it in a good way.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well you're also reading them…

sure you're not the horny one? :0

Ian_97:

Hey, I'm not denying that I’m horny.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

wow rlly ? couldn't tell lol

So you’ve got jokes, he can see. He can’t lie, it definitely did make him chuckle, but the tingly feeling comes back, and he can’t ignore it anymore. 

Ian_97:

You joke a lot, I think it's cute.

So you’re gonna tell me you're not horny?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well u haven’t done anything to rlly turn me on 

only that you've said u read my stories

u little perv boy >:|

prove it then.

So you guys are actually doing this? The last thing he’d want to do was send an unsolicited dick picture to you. For all he knows you could just be joking with him.

Ian_97:

You wanna see my dick that bad? 

_elicticmoonl1ght:

and if i do? would u let me?

;)

Is that even a fucking question? He’d show you it in a heartbeat. He’s not one to send his dick to strangers, but it's not like you know it's him anyway. It is a risk he is willing to take.

Ian_97:

Sure I would.

The question is would you let me show you?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i literally just told u i wanted to see tho

LMFAO

no but srsly i wouldn't mind seeing how i got u rn ;)

Well, you asked for it, but he doesn’t want to send you his entire cock and balls to you right off the bat, that’d be rushing it. He’d much rather ease into it, not cross any boundaries. So instead of that, he lowers his sweats a bit, his semi leaving a print in his boxers. He nibbles on his bottom lip as he places his large palm over his clothed cock, giving it slow and steady strokes, thinking about how he's dying to have sex with someone- with you.

He opens the camera button in the chat while lying down more onto his bed, angling hips out to give you a peak of his boner. That's when he snaps a few different photos and chooses the most appealing one. 

He presses send. And it delivers. 

Realizing what he’s just sent you snaps him back into reality. He sits there for the next thirty seconds, tummy full of those tingles he can’t seem to get rid of since talking to you. Opening his phone, looking at the picture he sent you again. All the color drains from his face, his eyes nearly pop out of his head. 

A glimpse of his fucking Hello Kitty plushie is in the corner of that picture.

That specific oversized, colorful plushie was gifted to him by one of his viewers which is always in the background of his streams. There's even been a shit ton of tweets just talking about it.

Well the room is dark so maybe you didn’t see it? Jungkook never thought he’d say this, but fingers crossed you’re only looking at his boner.

Jungkook is taken out of his thoughts when he gets a notification. He hesitantly unlocks his phone and presses on your notification.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

oh you're SERIOUS serious

well damn i'm a good ass writer 

im messing w u lol

but can’t say i didn't like that tho 

what did you read of mine that made u that hard? ;)

Okay, it seems like you haven't noticed the plushie. Jungkook feels like he can finally breathe now. Dammnit, he needs to be more careful next time.

Ian_97:

Well honestly all the ones i read got me hard.

I like the one where she was being a brat and he put her in place.

Maybe one day i'll make it your reality.

Immediately after he sends his text, another notification pops up.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a photo! 

Jungkook can’t contain his hushed groan.

A picture of your plush tits in a simple black bra, your hand laying over one of your breasts, nails painted a simple baby pink. There you lay on some sort of pink and white sheet, in a room lit by a burnt orange lamp. Jungkook wants nothing more than to bury his face between both of your breasts, licking and sucking all over your skin until it’s littered with hickeys.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

make it a reality you said? 

we havent talked for long and u already wanna fuck me?

how needy of u :0

Ian_97:

You also just sent me your tits so I think we’re on the same page don't you think?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well duh if u just saw my tits ;-;

i’m messing with u hehe

i don't mind actually, just haven't done this in a while lolll 

Ian_97:

Me either.

But i’m painfully hard rn.

You have nice rlly nice tits.

They look soft, makes me wanna kiss all over them.

Nice was an understatement. They were beautiful. Jungkook isn’t much of a titty guy, but he’s seriously never seen nicer ones than yours.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

thanks ;P

nice boner 

Ian_97:

Thanks, now I’m harder than ever.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm, couldn’t tell much from that one measly pic :(

maybe i can get a better look at it? 

Without an ounce of hesitation, he quickly yanks the waistband of his boxers right beneath his tight balls. His hard, warm cock springs to life, free of its restraints. He notices how he hasn’t shaved in a while, dark pubes a little longer than usual, hopefully you don’t mind. He runs the edge of his thumb across the tip of his cock, smearing his accumulated precum, pleading for more stimulation after seeing your beautiful breasts. 

Stroking his cock a little firmer, he thinks of your chest, wondering how it would feel if he had his cock buried in between your two plush tits, dragging his cock back and forth in between them. Jungkook prepares to take a picture for you, holding his hard dick in his right hand.

His obvious tattooed hand.

Before he could think twice, he immediately switches hands from the right to left, not a tattoo in sight. That would be a dead giveaway he’s the Jungkook you write about. His tattoos are specifically placed and well known to be his. You’ve also already expressed your love for them, so you’d connect the dots in a second.

Making sure his room is dark and nothing stands out in the background, he snaps a photo of his red, veiny cock, a bit of his pubes in the picture because why not.

You immediately open it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

holy shit

well someones excited

wish i was there to help >:(

Before he gets the chance to reply, another notification appears in the chat. 

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

Your tits again, but bare. Your breasts look even softer than before, nipples pretty and delicate from how pebbled they are, almost begging to be sucked on. Baby pink nails once again come into view in the five second video, small fingers playing with your hard buds, hair peeking out from behind your dainty neck decorated with a simple gold heart necklace. Jungkook feels like he’s spent an eternity looking at them, admiring you, absentmindedly stroking the tip of his cock.

He hears a faint high-pitched whine, his eyebrows perking up at the sweet sound, before the video quickly cuts short.

Ian_97:

Fuck yes.

Need me to suck on them? So desperate.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

wouldn't say desperate

look at u, all leaking for me :/

Ian_97: 

Don’t blame the way my cock’s reacting to you, pretty.

Tits like that deserve to be. 

Jungkook thinks of sending a video to you as well.He glances at his erection, twitching on his stomach, laying there all lonely. It's only fair you get a live view of his desperation. His cock only wants some attention after seeing you play with your plush chest like that. 

He begins recording himself, giving his cock a few firm, slow strokes. His balls tight and tip gushing his sticky seed, letting a small groan escape his lips. The video is only 6 seconds as he presses send.

He mindlessly plays with his cock as he waits for you to see his short video and to reply with something else, he hopes another sight of your boobs. 

He strokes himself with his fingers, not applying too much pressure as he doesn't want to cum so soon. His foreskin moves up and down to the pace of his slow and languid movements.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

aww, cant help but fuck ur hand it seems like :(

ur little whimper is cute, didn’t think i’d have you folded so quick

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

Jungkook can’t contain the moan that escapes his mouth. Your blue cotton underwear wedged in between your plump pussy, a small but noticeable wet spot stain near your clenching hole. Your painted nails are rubbing your throbbing clit through your underwear, a little stubble of hair can be seen poking through the sides, not that he minds at all. 

He makes out tiny moans and whimpers from above, your thighs wide open for him, shaking a little in the ten seconds video.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

don't know if ill be able to take u

you're too big :((

Ian_97:

Oh, is it? How unfortunate. Maybe you should show me it all.

Just need to make sure I can fit all of it in that tight little pussy.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i think you're right :c

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

There you sat, legs hiked up to your naked chest, drenched pussy spread into a “v” shape with your index and pointer finger. He can see your small hole clenching once around nothing, asking to be stuffed. You slide only your small middle finger inside of you, faking a cry as if to prove you're really too tight for his cock to fit.

Jungkook watches you in awe, your pussy looks like heaven, warm and wet. Your little cries have him imagining what you’d sound like saying his name, massaging his balls as he watches you attempt to take your little fingers.

Ian_97:

Oh fuck.

You are tight, but you’re drenched. 

I could slide right in if I wanted to, huh?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

maybe…

you should let me see exactly how big u are?

for educational purposes obvs :p

Jungkook’s fully hard, veins popping out the underside of his cock, standing tall and almost reaching his belly button. He takes a short video of it, presenting his long, girthy length, twitching involuntarily at the thought of pushing it into your tight hole, forcing it to fit. You can see his happy trail on his toned abs leading to the bush of hair that he doesn’t care to remove. 

He spits into the palm of his hand, strokes his dick a few times, as the sound of his sticky saliva being spread fills the room. Already feeling on edge, he stops recording and sends you it.

Ian_97:

Good enough for you?

Do you have any toys, like a dildo maybe? 

_elicticmoonl1ght:

more than enough, want it inside me so bad :(

yea i do !

Ian_97:

Perfect.

Gonna fuck yourself with it for me?

Wanna see how well your pussy takes it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm yea i can

but im alr kinda close i won't last long if i use it :0

Ian_97:

You’re so obedient.

I’m close too.

Want you to cum all over it.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

A pink dildo, about six inches in length with veins, slightly curved to reach your sweet spot, is buried inside your swollen pussy. Your knees are still hiked up to your chest giving him the nicest view of your cunt being split open by the artificial penis. The base of the dildo is covered in a ring of your cum, your hands shaking from the immense pleasure it gives you, imaging it’s his thick, hard cock fucking you so well. 

It's music to his ears hearing the sound of smacking as you fuck yourself with the toy. He listens to your little pleads and whimpers with attention. He wishes it was his cock instead of that stupid toy. He’d make you feel ten times better. In the middle of the video he sees your cum leaking down to your ass. Your ass. Jungkook wants nothing more than to smack and grab onto it while fucking into you.

In the last 10 seconds of the video, your pink painted toes curl, more of your creamy wetness seeping out of your hole when the knot in your stomach finally snaps. All you can think about in your fucked out headspace is the mysterious stranger online jerking off to you. Your hushed cries and straggled moans is all that escapes your mouth when you’re fucking yourself harder than before. Your orgasm lasts for about six seconds, the video ending shortly after.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i came so hard 

couldn't stop thinking about your big cock and how it’d feel inside me :c

wanna see u cum now 

It is almost a reflex that Jungkook starts to record himself fucking into his fist at a fast pace, squeezing it a little more, imagining it to be your sopping wet cunt. He can’t stop thinking about your heavenly moans and whimpers, your thighs and hands shaking from how good you fucked yourself is more than enough to bring Jungkook over the edge. His foreskin moves back and forth with his rough strokes and soon he finally cums. 

“A-ah, fuck,” he involuntarily groans out loud, unable to keep quiet as his orgasm takes over. 

When his cum spurts out, it dribbles down over his hands and thighs, a little catching onto his pubes. His saliva filled fist isn’t exactly what he wants to be cumming in right now, but it’s still enough to have him over the edge. He strokes his cock until he goes a bit soft, exaggerating it a little for viewing purposes. Once he becomes a little overstimulated he stops recording and sends it to you.

Ian_97:

I came even harder.

Kept thinking about your soaked cunt.

You sent a photo!

He decides to send you a visual of his cum covered hands and thighs, a little caught in his pubic hair you find so attractive of him. His balls are glistening with his spit he used as lubricant, the source to the smacking sounds. You fathom the fact that a random stranger online is so willing to send you something of the sort just because he likes your content, and it strangely turns you on. 

_elicticmoonl1ght:

u came so much…messy boy ;P

you were so willing to cum for me and you haven't even seen me yet

kinda hot ngl

‘Messy boy’. That is a new one, not that he’s complaining. 

Ian_97:

Haven't came that much in a while.

You haven’t seen me either but were quick to use your dildo. 

What a good girl you are.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

then we’re even!!

its kinda late and i should clean myself up

talk to you tmw? :)

A toothy smile takes over, you want to keep talking to him? To be honest, he was expecting this to be a one time thing, that you wouldn’t reach out to him again. 

Ian_97:

I should clean myself up too.

Yeah of course.

Goodnight.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

goodnight! <3

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Three months have passed since your first sexting session with Jungkook. The pair of you are still unaware of each other's identities, yet completely infatuated with one another. You’ve even strayed away from sexual topics just to talk about your lives.

Jungkook learns that you started writing fanfiction about him when you first started watching his streams about two years ago, strictly writing about him and only him. This only made his crush on you skyrocket, not being able to stop thinking about the mysterious writer he is utterly obsessed with. 

He thinks about you from the moment he wakes up to the second he falls asleep. The attraction and sexual tension between the both of you has been increasing day by day the more you talk to each other. 

Though he isn’t a liar, Jungkook has to be super careful of what he says to you. He keeps things sort of vague with you, telling you the truth about some things but never going into detail. He makes sure to keep it general, but normal at the same time. It’s not like he was a catfish…sort of? He’s still too scared to reveal himself, scared you’ll see him dishonest and not want to talk to him anymore. The last thing he wants you to do is for you to ghost him since he’s already developed a huge crush on you that’d be hard to forget. Soon, you’d realize your relationship is about to take a huge turn that takes you by surprise.

On a late Saturday night, Jungkook begins his stream, deciding to play Valorant. He notices the ring light above his monitor is flickering every few seconds, distracting him from continuing his stream.

Soon enough, the ring light dies, the lighting in his gameroom going dim.

“Shit, hold on guys, let me go grab another light so I can keep playing. It'll take a second.” Jungkook runs to his bedroom, mindlessly grabbing the first lamp he sees: the one from his nightstand. ‘It’s gonna do the job for now,’ Jungkook thinks.

What Jungkook didn’t think of is that coincidentally the hot guy you’ve been sexting has the exact same lamp and same schedule as your favorite streamer.

Coming back into view of the camera set up, he places his lamp towards the left side of his monitor, finally giving his audience decently lighting to see him.

“Okay, I’m back. This is all I have right now, please bear with me.” He laughs a little, slipping back on his headset and getting back to his game.

He plays for another hour and half, invested in the game when his phone goes off: a Twitter notification.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a photo!

He opens the message hurriedly, completely forgetting the fact he’s still live streaming, cock twitching when he finally takes in the image.

You’re standing in front of your mirror…completely naked. No underwear, no bra, just you.

Jungkook stares at the picture for a few minutes, taking a mental screenshot of you, memorizing every part of your beautiful body to jerk off to later. Your tits are being supported by your underarms, making them look so soft and plush, nipples erect as always. Your pussy is slightly hidden by the way your legs are crossed over each other, but is still visible to him, and a simple heart tattoo on your hip bone that he recognizes oh so well right now. 

Your toes are painted a clean white color, finger nails the same. Your face is covered by the edge of the mirror and phone, making him needier than ever. Not knowing your identity yet you still sending him a nude makes him want to take you right in front of your mirror, forcing you to look at yourself while he destroys you. Fuck, you’re sexy. 

After thirty seconds of utter disbelief that you’ve just sent him an explicit photo out of nowhere, there's no way he can keep his stream going with a flushed face and a semi-hard cock. He turns off his phone before accidentally flashing his audience.

“Today was really f-fun guys-” he frantically says, clicking out of his game. “H-Hm… I’ll play again with you guys very soon. I promise, something came up I have to tend to. Yeah, so goodnight!” 

Ending his stream immediately after he bids goodbye, he grabs his phone and speeds to his bedroom.

Ian_97:

Fuck baby.

Out of nowhere like that? You want my attention that bad?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

thought  u were doing something important but..ig you aren't

a little odd if u ask me 

Ian_97:

I really was.

Just a coincidence you sent that when I finished.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

no it's okay

jungkook went live at the same time you were gone. funny isn't it?

he also has the same lamp as you! how cute :P

Jungkook's heart drops straight to his ass.

Ian_97:

Really? That’s crazy ngl.

But let’s not forget what you just sent me.

You want my attention don't you, baby?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm maybe 

not my fault you weren't paying attention to me, i got bored >:(

kept thinking ab how’d you’d react if i sent you that out of nowhere

i missed u :,(

Jungkook can’t help but find your neediness so cute, so desperate for an ounce of his attention. Maybe you’re just as obsessed with him as he is you.

 Ian_97:

Don't be like that baby, I'm here now aren't I?

Well my dick won't stop twitching, can’t stop thinking about that tiny cunt of yours.

I missed you too.

Jungkook unzips and pulls down his bottoms and boxers together, his half hard cock already leaking a little. He can’t seem to get your perfect naked body out of his mind, rubbing his cock and thinking about how wet your pussy probably is, how pebbled your nipples must be. All he wants right now is his cock buried into your sweet pussy, mouth busy sucking on your delicate nipples. 

Out of habit, he records himself stroking his cock slowly, tip wet with precum, pubes trimmed a little more than usual. This is so much better than that boring porn he used to watch. He much rather and only can get off to you.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

u shouldn’t have to get off by urself :(

wish it was my mouth making u feel good instead of ur hand

wanna suck u so fucking bad 

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

A ten second video of you with your puckered lips wrapped around the pink silicone dildo, as to which Jungkook expressed his liking of the toy you use when you guys sext.

Your neck and bare tits come into view, drool dripping down your chin and onto them as you suck and deepthroat the fake cock. Lewd noises escape your mouth when you gag around the toy, each time more saliva accumulates as you completely swallow it, pulling it out of your mouth and gasping for air.

Ian_97:

Yeah, baby fuck.

Look at you taking that shit.

Want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my cock. Gonna make you choke on it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

want u to fuck my throat pls :(

He spits a glob of saliva into his hand and runs his large palm back and forth over his veiny cock. He’d kill for some head right now, masturbating is getting a little tiring, yet your beautiful body and needy texts are more than enough to get him going.

He slightly but audibly moans, knowing you enjoy the little sounds he makes when he gets off. The video of you sucking on the toy replays in his mind, Jungkook barely able to keep it together. Your lips look too soft, they are meant to be all over his cock.

“Y-yeah, shit.” He spits out, finally cumming over his hand and stomach, a little seeping into his belly button. 

Ian_97:

Made me cum so fast.

Should’ve been cumming down your throat.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video! 

The dildo once lodged down your throat is now splitting your precious cunt open. Your inner thighs are covered in your wetness and coating the fake cock that is ramming into your pussy. Your delicate fingers are painted a soft baby blue, shaking with each stroke you make, pussy making lewd sounds.

Your thighs close as you reach your high and cum on the cock you wish was the stranger. Jungkook could never get tired of seeing you cum whether it is from your fingers or toys, he truly enjoys seeing you fuck yourself for him.   

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm wish u were cumming inside my cunt instead 

feel so empty now :(

Ian_97:

I do too, so badly.

I’m gonna go clean up and head to sleep though it's pretty late.

Goodnight baby.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

ofc me too!

goodnight jungkook ;)

Jungkook’s heart pluments as he reads your last text. He knows he’s seriously fucked.

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a/n: hi guys!! thank you so much for sticking around for the long awaited pt 2. school took an unexpectedly harsh turn and got a million times harder out of nowhere so i had to take a break from writing. thankful i finished finals so im off of school so im gonna also get out pt. 3 asap! thank you again for reading i appreciate it so much. please don’t hesitate to ask me anything and share & reblog besties!!💘💘🫶🏻

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[nastythangzzz]

BTS (OT7) X Female Reader :

You are from the biggest gg ever known to earth, adding to that, You have an innocent & nice personality whom everyone looks up too as a role model. But only YOU and the SEVEN members know what kind of a freak and nasty slut you are, and what goes underneath that innocent mask of you.

Like the usual, both STAR! & BTS have showed up to an award ceremony called “Seoul Music Awards” where every kpop act get congratulated and awarded for their great effort. It’s like a usual day for them, knowing both of them got the most awards & congratulations this night. BTS decided to celebrate by doing their favorite thing. As for STAR! and the rest of the idols, everyone left early except for You (and some of the staff) You were left alone with bts in their dressing room wearing only a thight dress with nothing underneath but only a bare pussy and a big butt plug.

The boys started making their way towards You, they were drunk as hell and so was You. While being drunk, You were sensually dancing and teasing the boys by groping their crotch. Jimin decided to stop the teasing by fully holding you and thus ur bare pussy and butt plug showed up.

“Fuck, you are so hot” Jimin said while parting your legs and letting everyone see ur pussy and ass. Jhope came next to you and started playing with ur butt plug, while pulling it out and putting it back, while Jin came by ur side and started slapping ur pussy and spreading ur folds, everyone was amazed by your pussy all while whispering dirty words to you and you knew she was for in a long ride this night. You were then put in front of one of the boys’ makeup desk with a mirror, your pussy was spread open and so many makeup tools were being showed in your pussy. You can’t get enough of it, you loves having different sensations in ur pussy. Jin started by shoving a long & thick brush in ur pussy while playing with ur clit. Another member was playing with ur butt plug and another one was holding ur face and slapping it all while saying profanities.

“Fucken Slut!! You like that hmm?” Hobi said while repeatedly slapping and spitting on your face.

Namjoon noticed his microphone laying next to the table and immediately got it and shoved it right through Your pussy, it was a new sensation for you to have a microphone inside of you and you were so smitten n happy about it.

He spent a minute playing with his microphone inside your pussy until you started squirting while letting obscene & loud moans. At the same time, hobi left out your butt plug long ago and was fisting your ass with his full hand. A white liquid came out ur pussy at the same time and englobed namjoon’s microphone, the boys couldn’t get enough of this sight as Jin pulled his phone out and took a video of him spreading and playing with your messy wet pussy and gaped asshole.

“Fuck, this is so good… I want MOREEE” You shouted as namjoon pulled the microphone out ur pussy roughly and shoved it down ur asshole.

"Get down on your knees whore” Taehyung demanded.

You gets down on her knees with the microphone still on your ass as they all form a circle around you unbuttoning their pants and letting out their hard throbbing cocks. All of them stands in front of you slapping their cocks in ur face at the same time.

“You fuckin whore..” Namjoon said as he slams his cock down your throat.

You were being roughly fucked on your face gagging on namjoon’s cock, holding yoongi’s & jungkook’s cocks in your hands, jacking them off while jimin and taehyung were pinching n sucking on your nipples and hobi being the last one was playing behind your back with the microphone inside your asshole. You stopped jacking off yoongi’s cock with your right hand and immediately went down your pussy and started rubbing it, you started slapping it repeatedly then shoved four fingers inside and started fucking yourself while at the same time hobi was fucking your asshole with the microphone filled and encircled with your thick cum and squirting.

"Mmmm Fuck. Fuck me like the dirty slut I am” You said while continuing jacking and sucking the boys off.

“You like that bitch hmm? You can never get enough even if both of your slutty gaped pussy and ass are full with different things? “

“Now open your mouth bitch” Jin said while holding your face, slapping it and spitting inside and outside your mouth. Then the rest of the boys made it their mission to spray you also with their spit and smearing it along your face until your whole make up came out cakey and slippery.

Taehyung dragged you unexpectedly by the hair, held you on the air and immediately shoved his cock towards you pussy. you let out a loud moan in the second you got filled with his cock, he started brutally fucking and thrusting into you as you bounce back on his cock repeatedly. He stopped for a second as Jimin went behind your back and immediately shoved his cock into your ass. You were being completely sandwiched between the boys, both of them started fucking into you harder, harder and at the same time.

The other boys were standing next to you, jacking their cocks off all while at the same time they were repeatedly kissing your face, leaving hickeys, screaming profanities into your ears and slapping your face multiple times.

You let out loud & sexy moans as you were close to cum. The boys were not helping as they were also pinching and rubbing your clit as you felt like you were gonna squirt.

“please….. im so fuckin close” You moaned softly

You collapsed on jimin breathing heavily as he still hold you on his arms, your head laying on him. Taehyung pulled out of you, long tail of white cum following him while jimin was still inside your ass. Your legs were being spread then yoongi harshly and roughly fingered your pussy until you started squirting. Him and taehyung both ran the tip of their cocks over your folds as squirt continued to splash them both in their faces. As if it wasn’t enough, Jungkook shoved his whole fist into your pussy, fucking his whole fist back and forth into you as again squirt continued to splash everyone and everything.

You didn’t get to have their cum inside you but them fingering and fisting the squirt outta you also made you see stars. You was then thrown like a rag doll into namjoon arms as he quickly sat on the ground with you on the top, and positioned his cock on your asshole while you are facing him back, spreading your back and letting everyone see the state of your pussy and face. Jungkook came and sat also on the ground next to joon and quickly trusted his dick on your asshole. Now you had two cocks inside your ass while your pussy was being left alone and wide open for the rest of the boys to see and jack off about.

“FUCK” you scream loud from the pain and impact of having two cocks inside your ass at the same time but it quickly switched to pleasure, intense and loud moaning as you close your eyes and let the boys take care of you.

As you close your eyes, the boys suddenly stopped thrusting into your ass, you quickly opened it just to find yoongi kneeling to your face and kissing it as he shoved his cock into your pussy. Yoongi pushed himself deeper into you slowly till he bottomed you up. They started thrusting in and out slowly, gently at first letting you get adjusted to the feeling of three cocks in your slutty holes.

Now the three of them get to fuck you at the same time, they were thrusting and fucking you at the same time. You started moaning loudly as they began to fuck you roughly and brutally all while yelling profanities and insults at you.

The room was filled with heavy breathings, loud moans, slapping and dirty talk. It’s sure that some of the staff outside heard your moans and the sound of skin slapping but hey you like it you love being the slut of those 7 boys.

You were about to cum hard, panting and breathing heavily while feeling your orgasm starting to build up. And so you cummed while panting and bitting your lips. You collapsed on the ground, the three cocks left your holes long ago as squirt & cum rushed out of your holes like a waterfall. But you still hadn’t have enough of them and their cocks.

All was left are jin and jhope. They held you in the air and quickly shoved their cocks into you. Jin inside your pussy and jhope inside your ass. They spent some minutes thrusting and fucking into you harder and harder. Both of your pussy and ass were letting obscene and divine sounds, with so much cum oozing out your pussy while being fucked by Jin. They were all about to cum hard.

“Let’s all cum on her face!! on your knees BITCH” Jhope yelled as he took you by your hair and made you roughly sit on the ground. All the boys encircled you, pumping their cocks off aggressively to your face. Not only that but Jungkook held you on his arms, spread your legs and let everyone cum to your pussy. Both of your face and pussy were sticky from their cum and you loved it so much. You took a bunch of it with your fingers and shoved it to both your face & pussy like a dirty slut.

“Now comes the time to humiliate you more..” namjoon said while putting you on your knees.

You had namjoon’s belt put around your neck and you were being walked like a dog following their masters in a park. You were naked and filled with their sticky and delicious cum. The boys made it their mission to walk you naked outside their dressing room. Luckily, the staff was on the other leg of the arena so no one saw you but still it was an exciting moment that made you more horny and wet.

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[bluekittyworld]

There is Karma [Chapter 4]

Feedback is appreciated, happy reading, thank you for all the support so far! <3

Warning: attempted suicide

Thank you for reading!

Chapter 3, Happy Ending, Sad Ending

A few days passed, that single tick message remained there, you knew he had blocked your number, you fell for him pretty hard, ever since your high school boyfriend, Yoongi was the first man you dated.

You drowned yourself in work, you did not feel like eating or sleeping, Sora had messaged you a couple of times asking about volunteering opportunities, but you said you were too busy. You did not want to see Yoongi’s face, he hurt you on purpose, what did you do to deserve this? You hadn’t thrown away the serpent necklace, it sat in your jewellery draw taunting you of your failed relationship each time you saw it.

A month had passed, and Yoongi made no effort to contact you, your mind kept going back to the moments you spent together, his eyes felt genuine, it did really feel like he loved you as much as you loved him, eyes don’t lie right? You woke up feeling sick these days, depression was really getting to you, eating food was becoming a chore. Your secretary suggested you should visit the doctors because you don’t look so great, you followed up on that advice, you had to be in good condition for client meetings and contracts, after all you were still at war with your brother Taehyung.

Visiting the doctor turned out to be more than what you bargained, you found out you were pregnant. This was too much; your father was setting up your marriage with Jimin and here you are pregnant with Yoongi’s baby. You did not know what to do, life was becoming too much to handle, should you keep the baby, or not was your biggest problem right now. But that baby is half of Yoongi too, he deserves to know too, right?

Another 3 weeks passed, you decided to take some time off from work, you took a one-month vacation, to hell with the company and the competition with Taehyung you thought to yourself, your health comes first. You decided to talk to your father, but would he understand…

“Dad I can’t marry Jimin” you spoke up.

“How dare you be so ungrateful; you’re an illegitimate child and I still gave you so much” he shouted back

You thought to yourself it wasn’t your fault you were a product of his affair.

“I… I am pregnant” you sobbed.

Slap. You father slapped you across your face.

“Who’s filth are you bringing into our home? Like mother like daughter, couldn’t keep herself contained!” he spat at you, making you cry harder.

“I…” you tried to speak up.

“Shut up _____! You either get rid of that baby and marry Jimin, or you can consider yourself dead to me, you will not get a dime from me and don’t you dare step a foot into my company.” Your father gave you an ultimatum.

He walked away, and you carried yourself out of his house, Taehyung was just behind the pillar listening to all of this and enjoying the show.

You were at month 2 and your tummy started to show ever so slightly. You rested in your house, thankfully it was under your name, so you didn’t have to worry about your father kicking you out, you had a couple of savings accounts with enough to keep you going for a few months. You decided to visit Yoongi today and let him know, you still hadn’t decided if you were going to keep the baby or not, but a decision had to be made fast.

You were at the gates of Yoongi’s house, you felt your stomach drop as you rang the intercom at the gate, Yoongi let you in.

You knocked on his door and a couple of minutes later he opened it, letting you in, you felt so awkward standing in front of him right now, he told you to sit down as he took at seat on the sofa.

“_____” he spoke up. You raised your head to look at him.

He spoke again “Do you remember high school? You used to be a bully, your group of friends and your boyfriend.”

Your eyes widened; how did Yoongi know??

He chuckled at your reaction “I’m the boy you tormented for 5 years, Min Yoongi, you probably don’t remember, perpetrators often forget.” His eyes pierced into yours.

You were too dumfounded to speak, this man you loved with your whole heart is the same boy whose life you ruined, how could you? You silently cried, tears streamed down your face, you were embarrassed and angry at yourself.

Yoongi’s gaze softened a little and he looked anywhere but at you, your sight slightly broke him, but he wasn’t going to let you see that, he hated his heart for being so soft towards you.

“I just wanted revenge, I hate you, every part of you makes me sick, I hope you never bring yourself in front of me again. You serpent.” He lied but sounded very convincing to you.

With that you got up and left his house, at your own home you cried and cried. You thought back to the serpent necklace he gave you and just now how he called you a serpent, it made you feel sick to the core. This was karma, you brought this upon yourself, Yoongi was right, perpetrators forget but victims remember forever. You put your hand over your tummy, this little soul did nothing wrong, and decided not to terminate your pregnancy.

Month 3 had just started and the baby was starting to show a lot. Taehyung visited your home, he did definitely hate you and enjoyed seeing your downfall but there was still some sibling love in his heart.

“_____” Taehyung spoke.

“Taehyung are you here to taunt me?” you asked.

“No, about what dad said, I think it’s a little unfair… I’ll help you if you give me your shares and give up on the company altogether, you’re just a woman stop dreaming so big, I’ll keep paying you as much as you used to earn if you give up on your position, we can write it down in a contract” he suggested with a smirk.

You thought about it, everything you built so far came crashing down like a house of cards... but you nodded, agreeing to his terms, wasn't this best for the baby?

Taehyung smiled wickedly and took your hand “Good decision sister, by the way am I having a niece or a nephew?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t go to my appointment” you replied honestly.

“That’s not good” although Taehyung was evil, he didn’t want you to be in life threating danger.

“I’ll take you” he suggested, for the first time he felt like an actual brother.

On the day of the appointment, Taehyung came to pick you up, you hadn’t expected him to remember.

He gently sat you in his car and drove towards the hospital.

“Who is the father?” Taehyung softly asked.

“Yoongi” you replied.

“Surname?” he asked, with an eyebrow raised.

“Min” you whispered, head hung low, you were ashamed of yourself.

“Min corporations?” Taehyung almost choked.

You nodded your head.

“Oh boy…” Taehyung laughed, “His family is way above ours, you can ruin him in a second sister, take it to the press.”

“No” you almost shouted back.

Taehyung looked at you confused “Why?”

“This is my karma, I’ll deal with it, I’m not hurting him more than I already have, and don’t tell him about this” you sternly replied.

“Okay sister, since you’re not my competition anymore, I won’t go against you” He smiled, as you both walked into the hospital.

You found out you were having a baby boy, surprisingly Taehyung was more excited, he couldn’t wait for his nephew to be born sooner.

“____, hurry up with your baby” he whined on the way back.

“Taehyung, you tell me how’s that possible?” you laughed, probably for the first time in months.

“I don’t know!” he pouted.

Instead of taking you home, he took you to a dessert shop and ordered ice cream for the both of you.

Your pregnancy or you giving up on your position, caused a 180 degree turn in Taehyung’s personality, it was nice change though, finally you felt like you had a family member.

“What are you naming him?” he asked.

“I’m not sure yet” you replied.

“How about Taehyun? It’s almost like Taehyung” he smiled.

“Eww no way!” you teased back.

You enjoyed your time, you felt alive again for a little while joking around with Taehyung.

Month 8 had started, and your belly was quite big now, tasks such as putting on socks was becoming hard. You often thought of Yoongi, your hormones being all over the place caused you to cry a lot more easily, you wished so much that you could turn back the clock and never treated anyone badly.

You were out of apples, you enjoyed eating apples these days, you decided to go to the supermarket to buy some. As you bought apples a pair of eyes watched you, you didn’t realise but it was Yoongi watching you, jealously bubbled up in him, he hadn’t realised somewhere along his revenge he has developed feelings for you. He saw how you were struggling with your pregnant belly; he laughed to himself and wondered whose baby you were carrying, it never once occurred to him that it could be his baby. He snorted, and thought to himself that his bully was enjoying herself, it boiled his blood he wanted to hurt you more, how dare you be happy with another man?  

The same evening your phone rang, it was across the table, you struggled to reach it but finally did, the name ringing showed ‘Yoongi’.

You hesitated to pick up, “Hello?”

“_____” he chimed, “open up your door.”

You hung up and looked on the intercom, he was stood outside your house, you wondered why he is here, but regardless of you let him in.

“Oh, I see you’re pregnant” Yoongi smiled condescendingly, “You came to me with crocodile tears and got banged up by someone else to become pregnant, eh?”

His words hurt, they truly hurt a lot, but you stayed quiet holding back tears, you didn’t want to force yourself on him by telling him you were carrying his baby, it was unfair both if you told him or didn’t tell him.

He spoke up again, “Anyway I’m getting married, here’s the card.”

He handed you the card, you just looked down, your imagined future with him all coming back to you.

“Please. Do. Come.” He emphasised each word, smiling at you.

He could see you were hurt and it satisfied him, but at the same time he wanted to reach out and take you in his arms. He cleared his throat to get a reaction from you, but he got nothing, instead you fell to the floor unconscious. That worried him, he tapped your cheeks multiple times.

“____, wake up” he shook you, but got no response.

He carried you to his car and drove you to the hospital, he hated himself for helping you and worrying so much for you, but he couldn’t help it.

The doctors just placed your condition on fatigue and hooked up a couple of IV drips, you woke up in an empty hospital room, you felt terrible, you don’t know what overcame you as you saw the doctor’s trolley placed near you which had a scalpel in it, you took the scalpel and with one strong slash you cut your wrist, you didn’t want this life anymore. A few seconds later the nurse came in to check on your condition to let Yoongi know.

Your sight made her scream loudly, Yoongi rushed in and saw what you had done, blood dripping all over the floor, thick hot tears ran down his face.

“_______” he shouted, but you were unconscious once again, the doctor came rushing in, checking your records for your blood type, and finding out your next of kin is Taehyung and immediately calling him over to the hospital.

O positive, that was your blood type, but guess what the hospital was short on your blood type. Yoongi panicked and remembered he has the same blood type; he pleaded the doctor to let him donate his blood to you. The doctor stitched up your wrist, as the nurse finished extracting blood from Yoongi, meanwhile Taehyung had reached the scene as well. He found out what you had done, and he knew this was all somehow Yoongi’s fault and without hesitation he punched Yoongi in the face. Yoongi fell backwards into the chair he was sat in, held his face and looked up at Taehyung. Yoongi was too emotionally fragile right now to fight back, only you were running through his mind. He made that fake wedding card up to see how upset you’d get; he didn’t know it would lead to almost your death.  

“I’m sorry about your wife” Yoongi spoke up to Taehyung.

Taehyung looked at him in disgust “She’s my sister you stupid idiot.”

“She’s pregnant, sorry I thought they’d call her husband.” Yoongi looked down still holding his face where Taehyung had punched.

“That baby she’s carrying, is yours” Taehyung spat at Yoongi in anger.

Yoongi was shocked, his waterworks started flowing again, he hiccupped “Mine?” The pain in his heart was heavier than the pain from the punch he took a few seconds ago.

He felt so stupid, he shouldn’t have sought out revenge, he hated himself for doing this to you, you tried to kill yourself because of him. He was desperately praying you would recover from this and the baby too. If anything happened to either of you, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. He begged the doctor on his knees to let him give you more blood, but they had extracted more than recommended amount already. Taehyung saw what mess Yoongi was in, unfortunately his own blood type was not the same as yours, he was genuinely worried for you and his future nephew.

Both Yoongi and Taehyung waited outside the ICU for you. The doctor said an emergency C-section will have to be performed to save the baby and yourself. Taehyung looked over at Yoongi; Yoongi was in no state to make a decision, so Taehyung signed the papers and went ahead with the doctor’s recommendation, he was doing the best for his sister.

A/N: Would you guys like a sad ending or a happy ending?

Edit: I made both endings, choose whichever you like :)

Happy Ending, Sad Ending

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head over feet | jungkook x reader

our dearest y/n suffers from an acute case of being absolutely tongue-tied whenever her cute banana milk regular comes in the convenience store. confiding in her closest online friend about her woes, an adventure in stepping out of your comfort zone ensues.

*very much unedited. enjoy

Magicarpediem: I mean rly, ask me any NUMBER of things about seventeen’s discography and i will return with a 5 page essay. But uh oh- cute convenience boy wants to buy some banana milk? 

Magicarpediem: suddenly i forget how vocal chords operate. 

jktheironGiant: LMAO

Magicarpediem: you laugh at my misery

Magicarpediem: ARE YOU ENTERTAINED

jktheironGiant: oh 100% please continue

Magicarpediem: ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ

You sigh in frustration, placing your phone facedown on the counter with a little more force than necessary. It was a slow morning at the convenience store, so you didn’t feel too bad about texting your online friend instead of restocking stale chips. It was usually easy, working here- Family on a road trip, interns in a rush, really everybody came in and you handled their interactions with ease. At most a little small talk was required, but after working here for most of your college experience you had become well-versed in the activity.

Until he showed up.

You remembered it like it was yesterday- A crossword puzzle on the counter, a virtually empty store. It was raining outside, with only an hour left of your shift. You just chewed your gum and tried to make time pass. You tapped your pencil to your chin the way they always did in movies, the pitter patter of the rain only mildly distracting.

Alright, let’s see…4 down; Eros, the greek god of-

With a Pop! Your gum burst and the door swung open. But you barely looked up.

“Welcome in.” You called politely, your attention still glued to your crossword. You didn't get paid enough to see if whoever came through shoplifted a stick of gum anyway. 

“Ack, come on I know this. I read percy jackson in middle school…” You grumbled, wracking your brain and rubbing your forehead sthoughtfully. In the distance you heard the customer shuffling around the store. 

“Was it birds? Something about birds, right? No, it needs an O to fit…crow? Ugh, that doesn’t work.”

You hadn’t realised that your mumble was less of a mumble and more of a “Yes-im-talking-out-loud-to-myself-in-a-public-place”.

“What are you working on?” A gentle voice seeped into your attention. Your eyes stayed glued to the page that was slowly driving you mad. 

“Just a crossword. I’ve almost finished it but I'm stuck on this last one. I don’t know why I keep doing these. They always piss me off when I can't get it.”

Footsteps came closer to the counter, the sound of fabric rustling. Soon enough, a shadow hovered over you and your crossword. “Maybe I can help?” it was deeper than you realised, the voice. It had a sense of melody to it, and you couldn’t help but feel like you’d heard it somewhere before.

You spun the crossword around to face the stranger. “Go for it, man.” you saw…hands come into your vision. Not just any hands either. They were deft, covered mostly by fingerless gloves, but you could see specks of nail polish still decorating the strong and bony fingers.

You looked uo quickly, but the stranger was backlit in a fluorescent halo from the ceiling lights- all you saw was shadow. The voice hummed.

“Huh. I mean, loaf definitely fits. Was he the god of bread?” An unexpected laugh tore out of you. “Ha, if only. Eros, the god of loaves.” You rolled your eyes good naturedly but something seems to click for the man. He smacked his fist in his palm in understanding. “Oh! I’ve got it!”

And then everything was dark. You blinked once, twice. Dark, chocolatey black and curly hair tumbled in front of your vision. It took your brain a little while to process what you were seeing. The stranger had leaned his head down to scribble onto the crossword. You had the intense urge to run your hands through it.

You shook your head, trying to clear out the abrupt thought, when the stranger jumped back from the page and turned it towards you. “Love.” He said in that melodious voice. A chill went up your spine.

“I mean, to be fair i also associate love with bread so its quite the easy mixup.” you could hear that smu fuccking grin in his voice, so you looked up with a retort on the tip of your tongue.

And thats when you forgot how to breathe. Someone had thrown the store into mars and opened the airlock. All the oxygen was sucked out of your body at the beauty of the man in frontvog you.

His face was framed somehow both delicately and messy by his black locks , his wide eyes a shade of brown you had never quite seen. You were right- He was smiling, the most fucking smarmy, smug grin you had ever seen. It was the most beautiful thing youd ever seen, his pale rose lips parted around pearly whites. His dark brows furrowed the tiniest centimeter and-

o h. Oh god. He was waiting fir a response. One that you didnt have. Oh, Eros.

“I, uh-”

Think Y/N, think, think, think! Use that smart and sexy brain of yours to come up with a response that will make the fucking myth in front of you propose and take you out of this store with a ring on your finger! A ring pop would be fine!

“I’m allergic to gluten.”

MAYBE NOT THAT-

His eyes widened in surprise at the abrupt response. He let out a good natured chuckle. “More for me, then.”

Y/N, did that sexy brain of yours forget that you are, in fact, NOT allergic to gluten?? Lies are not stable foundations for relationships, dumbass!

“Just kidding.”

Smooth. Really, truly, smooth.

But before the man could respond, you spotted the milk carton he had set on the counter. In your previous crossword blindness you hadn’t even noticed.

“I-It’s on the house.” You said, pushing the milk back in front of him. “For the bread. I mean, loaf. I mean-” You gestured at the milk hoping he understood your unintelligible words. He was going to need a crossword to understand you at this point. 

But instead of taking th emilk and running far away from the wordless cashier that you were, he smiled. It was warm and genuine, not a hint of the mischevious smugness from earlier. His eyes were bright, and he made your knees quake on the linoleum tile. “Thank you!”

His words were like a philharmonic orchestra. 

Yours felt like a soundcloud rappers corrupted file. 

“N-no yeah.” Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the hybrid of no problem and whatever the fuck else just happened there!

His smile stayed put, seemingly immovable. “I’ll see you around then. Let me know if you ever come by some more bread-related crosswords.” He waved goodbye, banana milk secure in warm hands. You nodded mutely, afraid of opening your mouth for what would spill out. 

It wasnt until the stranger had closed the door to the rainy city beyond that you let yourself collapse on top of the crossword with an “Ugh”.

“Curses…foiled again.” Even your lamenting needed work, apparently.

You sighed, opening up your eyes to the paper you rested on. There, scrawled in the little four spaces was someone elses handwriting. Completing your puzzle with a neatly written 

Love.

It had been nearly a year since then. You’d seen the man through all different seasons; Bundled up in a winter puffer jacket, sweating in a white shirt in the summer, or even the comfy-looking cardigan you’d seen on a pretty spring day. Every time he’d greet you with that bright smile, lighting up your insides. Eventually you learned his name was Jungkook. 

You couldn’t think about anything else that day.

Besides providing you endless bouts of heart palpitations and sudden onset weakness in your knees, he also provided an endless source of entertainment for your best friend. 

You’d been introduced to jktheironGiant through a minecraft server created by your friend Hoseok. After you both tried to sabotage kingTAEta’s building with a little bit of lava, the two of you have been inseparable. Over the three years you’ve known JK, he’s become your best friend; Despite not knowing each others names or faces, he’s one of the only people that truly knows you.

Which also means he knows how completely mortified you are by these interactions.

And god, he loves it.

jktheironGiant: has he come in today yet?

jktheironGiant: i wanna witness that effect he has on your typing in which you suddenly no longer know how words work >:)

You huff out a laugh, typing a response.

Magicarpediem: ur a sick man jk. this is torture, truly.

The doorbell jingles just as JK’s response comes through. 

jktheironGiant: Kinky 

For no reason at all, you feel your cheeks heat. You put your phone upside down on the counter to greet your latest customer. “Good morning, welcome in-” You stutter at the end as your eyes catch on the man walking through the door. It’s Jungkook. 

Fitting the cold weather outside, he’s wearing a black turtleneck and overcoat, his hand dipping breifly into his pocket seemingly to put his phone away. He meets your eyes, bright and shiny as always. “Morning, Y/N!” He greets you with a grin, beelining over to the refrigerated drinks.

Suddenly, the cozy sweater you’re wearing feels 100 degrees warmer.

Oh god, okay, don’t mess this up. He’s been in here a million times, you can talk to him! Ask him how his day is, how he’s doing!

Jungkook walks over to the counter with a bit of a spring in his step, his eyes glued to you. He sets the banana milk on the counter and smiles at you… but theeres something about it. He looks like he knows something. 

Or i’m reading too much into this and the poor man just wants his drink. You take the milk and scan it, the silence stiffening around you. 

“So,” You begin. Okay here it is, don’t fumble it. “How….” How’s your day? How are you?

But instead you just stop. Even after he hands you his debit card, you don’t continue. Just. How.

“How..?” Jungkook repeats, his eyes locked onto yours like heat seeking missiles. Not for the first time sicne he;s arrived, you feel your entire body burning up.

“How….” You repeat again, glancing for anything around you to possibly take you out of this botched attempt at conversation. Abort mission!

“...How would you like this bagged?” You point weakly to the paper or plastic bags next to you. “W-we have plastic, or paper, but if you want a reusable one i can probably find something in the back, though I can’t promise it will be new or anything-”

Jungkook watches as you flounder, mirth twinkling in those devastatingly handsome eyes. He hums. “No bag today- I’ll just carry it.” He smiles, winking at you. 

Your heart skips several beats, and you wonder if Jungkook knows CPR.

“...Ah. Cool. Bye.”

Y/N I am BEGGING YOU-

“I mean.. Uh.. see ya.”

Please quit while you’re ahead, this is awful.

“Enjoy your…milk.” To top it all off, your possessed hands attempt finger guns. But alas, sleeves are long, and your thumbs are stuck within them, so now you're just pointing at the man in front of you and dying very quickly inside.

The man is a saint, apparently. Or just very oblivious. He chuckles. 

“See you soon, Y/N!” And within moments, he’s gone.

You slump on the counter once more. 

“Why???” You groan at no one but yourself.

.

That night, all you hear is JK’s hysterical laughter at your expense. You groan, shoving your head in your hands as you sit at your computer. “I literally do not know why I keep telling you about this. Every time it happens i regret my life decisions.” JK’s slightly distorted laughing calms to a point- but not completely. His tinny voice comes through your headphones- He still uses his old headphone’s microphone, the quality probably not doing any sort of justice for his voice. 

“It’s probably because I promise you VBucks in return for your emotional damage.” JK cackles. You roll your eyes even when you know he can’t see it. “I’m still only playing that for you and Jiminie- I cannot, in good conscience, say that I like Fortnite.” 

“You don’t have to admit something for it to be true~” JK sing-songs in your ears. You huff, acting annoyed when really…you aren’t. JK’s banter and jokes always manage to uplift you, even when it’s because of an embarrassing thing you did. He manages to turn a situation where others are laughing at you, into the two of you laughing at it. It’s one of the things you like about him the most.

“C’mon I don’t have anything that I can tease you with- this is very unfair.” You grumble, but your hearts not in it. “I guess I’ll have to ask the server about more embarassing JK moments. I need to expand my arsenal.” You quip, already typing away. “Oh NO you don’t-” JK Responds, suddenly alarmed. “Oh how the turn tables~” You answer smugly.

The Crazy Eights :P

Magicarpediem: gimme your most embarrassing jktheironGiant moments go

jktheironGiant: please do not add betrayal to your list of sin 〣( ºΔº )〣

Not even a minute later, there's a flood of responses.

kingTAEta: most definitely cried when we saw endgame

jktheironGiant: WHO DIDN”T

jellyjiiminie5: well yeah but you were the only one that passed out from dehydration afterwards

You let out a surprised gasp. “JK, Really?!?” He just groaned in response.

Magicarpediem: i love this. So much.

lilmeowmeow: one time i asked him if he drank water and he asked me if there was water in banana milk

Magicarpediem: OMG

jktheironGiant: well at least now i see whos not coming with me in the zombie apocalypse :/

worldwidJinn: honestly im disappointed >:( you’re all so ready to stab little jk in the back

jktheironGiant: THANK YOU jin

worldwidJinn: and you’re completely forgetting about the multiple times he’s forgotten about the concept of fall damage in a match

jktheironGiant: nam i’m being bullied.

naMonster: lol

You were having trouble breathing at this point. Your hysterical laughter only bringing sighs out of JK.

jktheironGiant: i think magicarp over here is having a heart attack stop telling embarassing stories she might pass out 

Magicarpediem: PLEASE CONTINURE

hohohoseK: only you have the power to stop this jk [●´︶｀●] you know what it will take

jktheironGiant: …guys i don’t have THAT many vbucks

hohohoseK: all it takes is the truth young padawan ｡･ﾟ･(ﾉД`)ヽ(￣ω￣ )

Lilmeowmeow: do it JK

kingTAEta: stop torturing Magicarp and maybe we’ll grant you mercy :)

JK’s end became quiet as the messages continued. “Yeah JK stop torturing me~” You laughed, trying to brighten up and bring your friend back. The sudden silence was unlike him.

jktheironGiant: >:( fine. Later.

Magicarpediem: i feel like I’m missing something but as long as im no longer being tortured im good (☆▽☆)

“Fine. No more embarrassment about convenience guy.” A message pinged on the chat. “Jiminie is ready to play anyway- You can use your beloved VBucks.” You could only laugh in response, happy to finally be around someone you knew you could talk to.

.

The next day found you sipping your favorite winter drink in a cozy cafe. You had come in to get some work done for a class, but with almost being done with school it was finished in no time. Now you simply enjoyed the atmosphere of the restaurant in winter while reading a book. No strangers had even sat next to you! Life was good, and that could be rare when you took a seat at those long half-booth monstrosities. They were designed to make people anxious, you concluded.

You paid no mind to the people walking and moving around you, content to be absorbed in the fantastical romance of your novel. So much so, in fact, that you didn’t notice the dark-haired figure walking up to you.

“Excuse me… may I sit here?” You froze at the melodious tone of his voice. Slowly, you craned your neck up in horror. 

He was here. Jungkook was here. 

Oh god.

His eyebrows raised as your eyes met. “Oh! Y/N! Hey!” He gestured to the seat next to you. “Would you mind? I promise not to interrupt your book or anything.” He chuckled. 

All you could do was nod.

He looked at you quizically. “You…do mind?”

You shook your head violently. “You don’t?” He still had that lost puppy look on his face.

You nodded again. Your head was getting dizzy. “You do-”

“Just sit down, Jungkook.” You facepalmed outwardly. Oh well. You’d embarrassed yourself enough in front of him- What did once more hurt? A grin grew on his lips. “Thanks.”

He scooted in next to you, and oh god you were enveloped in Jungkook. In this mysterious-not-so-mystery that had whirled into your life so suddenly. THe man made you tongue tied up down and sideways, and now he was sitting next to you with that cologne.

Good lord youd never been close enough to smell it- or him. You were addicted to his presence and had to physically bite your tongue from saying anything about it.

You tried to shove your nose in your book once more, but it only worked for so long.

“Hey, do you think you could watch my stuff real quick? I’m gonna go grab a drink.” He said, giving you that little smile that you would kill for. Apparently now you could nod your head correctly, so that’s exactly what you did. With another quick smile and a thanks, Jungkook left his phone on the table and his bag in the seat.

Enter: Freakout mode.

Oh god what am I gonna do??? He’s probably going to say something fucking- sweet, and, and funny! Shit shit shit shit-

You yanked out your own phone, furiously typing.

Magicarpediem: SOS HE’S HERE- IN THE CAFE- JK WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!?!

A faint buzz from Jungkook’s phone had you nearly jumping in your seat. Was that-? No. No that’s just a coincidence. His phone lay face down on the table, and coming from that direction, you couldn’t even be sure it was his that had buzzed.

You picked up your phone and began typing once more, only interrupted by Jungkooks return. “Thanks for watching my things.” He said, ever smiling at you. You merely nodded and returned to your panic typing.

Magicarpediem: I just messed up nodding, how the fuck does someone do that?? Oh good lord jk. He’s too pretty. I just can’t. I don’t know what it is.

Beside you, Jungkook picked up his phone, taking a sip of his drink. You didn’t notice the way he stiffened as he looked at his device, too wrapped up in your panic rambling.

Magicarpediem: i can no longer come to this cafe anymore :’D not until i can operate my vocal chords again. Packing up and RUNNING in about 3 seconds.  

“Don’t!” Jungkook yelped beside you, and you whipped your head to meet his wild-eyed gaze. “Ah- Shit, sorry just uh. My book. Character’s making a bad decision.” He waved his phone haphazardly in the air. You stared at him for a beat, but you couldn’t hold back the giggle that came out. 

“It’s fine- It happens to me too.”

Was that…

A normal sentence?

Jungkook stared at you, wide eyed, like you’d just told him the moon was made of pizza and he could go pick up a slice. Your cheeks warmed, and you diverted your attention back to your phone.

Magicarpediem: i…. Said an actual sentence. Holy shit.

Jungkook chuckled beside you, presumably at his book. You tried to ignore the fact that you loved the sound so much.

jktheironGiant: lmao, see? It’s not that hard. Cmon i bet hes just as nervous as you

You scoffed out loud.

Magicarpediem: no way- he’s been a smooth criminal ever since i met him. I bet his brain is smooth too. All smooth. Like a river rock.

jktheironGiant:...a river rock?

Magicarpediem: or just like. dwayne the rock johnson. He’s smooth. 

jktheironGiant: smooth head

Magicarpediem: very.

You began to laugh at the same moment Jungkook did. You clammed up suddenly, shooting him a bashful smile. 

“What are you laughing at?” His voice rang out next to you. 

“I uh…my friend. He’s teasing me.” You answered in the least amount of words possible, but once again you managed to make an actual, coherent, response!

Jungkook tilted those inquisitive eyes towards you again, something.. Deeper in them.

“Boyfriend?” 

Your face heated to a billion degrees, warmth crawling up every inch of your body. “I. Uh. Uhm. N-No.” And you couldn’t help but feel slightly…wrong, for saying that. A little disappointed because you wouldn’t mind if JK was your boyfriend. The crush you harbored for him would enjoy it immensely.

Jungkook nodded, seemingly thinking about something. “Good.”

You did a double take. “I- Wh-Wha-” You tried to get the words out, but your mouth just opened and closed like a fish gasping for air while jungkook turned his bemused attention back to his phone.

jktheironGiant: either way, hes totally nervous. Maybe he just shows it differently.

Magicarpdiem: suuuuuuure….why would i make him nervous though?

JK’s response was instantaneous.

jktheironGiant: you’re pretty 

You were pretty sure your heart stopped. You let out a faint gasp, as the words melted into your mind. But before you could ask how he knew that without ever seeing you, JK continued to battle your heart with his pure words

jktheironGiant: plus you’re super cool and funny- you told me how you two met remember? Funny people can be intimidating.

Magicarpediem: JK i was literally talking to myself over a crossword puzzle.

jktheironGiant: and that isn’t funny?

Magicarpediem:.....

jktheironGiant: c’mon just ask him something- maybeeee you could go take a walk. Get to know each other wink wink

Magicarpediem: just out of the blue like that?

jktheironGiant: you like him, don’t you?

Magicarpediem: …

Magicarpediem: fine.

And before you could back out, before you could process what you were doing, you turned to Jungkook.

“Would you like to take a walk with me?”

No ‘It’s a little loud in here’. No ‘if you can’. No ‘since the weather's nice’.

No excuse or reason- Just asking the boy you like if he’d like to walk with you.

Jungkook’s eyebrows raised in surprise. But it flickered away quickly, replaced by a look of pure joy.

“Y-yeah! I’d love to.”

And you smiled.

“Wait, really?? Well, that was pretty convenient for you.” You laughed, walking side by side with Jungkook. “Yup. The one day I forget my wallet and you gave me a free milk.” Jungkook lifted his hand behind his head, stretching. “Since then, I knew I owed you a life debt.” You giggled; Something about this boy, this man- He made you laugh the way only one other person had before.

“I’m glad we get to talk like this now.” He said, ruffling his soft locks. “At first I was worried that you were scared of me or something.”

“Scared of you?” You repeated in shock at the notion that you could ever be scared of Jungkook. “No way. Just… in awe, I suppose.” You looked anywhere but him, even as you felt those inquisitive eye on you. 

“Awe?” He repeated.

“Yeah.” You confirmed.

Oh well. Fuck it.

“You’re really pretty, Jungkook.” You looked him in the eyes when you said it, and continued your walk. You only got a few steps before you realised that Jungkook had stopped. “Jungkook?” You looked at him, puzzled. 

He was staring at you with wide eyes, full of an emotion you couldn’t place. “Come on, surely you know that.” You tried to play it off, thinking he was uncomfortable.

He shook his head. “It’s different coming from you.” There was a pleasant emotion, heavy lacing through his words. You just smiled at him. It was easier now- Like the shock of cold after jumping in the pool, only to never want to get out.

“Well it’s true.” You said. You walked closer to him, grabbing his hand- The first thing you had seen when you met him, the hand that wrote ‘Love’ and had your brain overload with emotion.

“Now c’mon, the stores are gonna close soon.” 

It felt right to lace your fingers with his own. Like you had been waiting a long time, only to finally, finally feel the warmth of his palm against your own.

.

“This is me.” You said as you and Jungkook stopped outside your apartment building. The impromptu walk turned into an impromptu shopping trip turned into impromptu dinner… 

An impromptu date, really.

And now he had insisted on walking you safely back home, bringing your spontaneous adventure for a close. You turned to him. “I uh…” You were struck again not only by his beauty, but his kindness. The way he’d made you laugh all night, asked for your opinions, talked about your lives. The way you felt comfortable to simply be with him. To not pretend.

“I’m really glad you talked to me Jungkook.” a look of surprise flickered across his face before settling into a look of sweetness. Like someone you love saying something silly, something they would only say, and it’s just so them that you can't help but smile.

“I’m really glad you talked to me, Y/N. I’ve been uh,” Jungkook cleared his throat, and you swore you saw red grace the tip of his ears and nose. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while now.”

You beamed up at him. God, you really were in it, huh?

Your expression turned sheepish once more. “Do you think I, um…could I have your number? So we could do this again?” You asked hopefully. 

You expected a yes or a no, but that wasn’t what you got.

Jungkook smiled, easy, but there was something more to it that you couldn’t place. Like he was worried.

“Don’t worry about that just yet. Now c’mon, it’s late and you’re freezing. Get to bed now, okay?”

Your hope wilted just a little. What kind of non-answer was that? Did he not have a fun time as well, despite what he said?  You shook the negative feelings away and tried to just focus on what was happening now.

“Oh. Yeah. Okay. Well…Goodnight Jungkook.” You said, beginning to step away. Jungkook smiled at you, soft and warm. “Goodnight Y/N.”

You turned away, walking to your door- You were afraid that if you turned around, whatever spell would be broken and you would jump to him telling him exactly how you feel.

Opening the door to your apartment, you felt a buzz through the pocket of your pants. Unlocking your phone as you discarded your things, you saw an unread message from jktheironGiant.

jktheironGiant: I had a really fun time tonight, Y/N.

jktheironGiant: thank you.

The world felt like it dropped beneath your feet.

At the same time, everything clicked into place.

Your legs carried you in a sprint out the door. 

JK. Jungkook.

You took the stairs two at a time.

His phone buzzed when I texted him at the cafe.

The door to the lobby flew open and you burst suddenly into the chilly winter night.

He loves banana milk. He comes in every day for one.

Your head whipped wildly around searching, seeing if he was still there. Off in the distance, a silhouette.

He told me to ask him on a walk.

Your muscles burned as you ran towards the silhouette, the dark hair of the man you loved slowly coming into sight.

They wanted him to tell me. 

“Jungkook!” You yelled. He whipped around, a surprised expression on his face. Seeing you run towards him, the surprise mixed with obvious guilt.

Finally, you stood in front of him, trying to catch your breath.

“You.” You whispered. “It’s you.” Jungkook’s eyes were wider than ever. Guilt, happiness, every emotion swirled in the unreachable depths of his iris.

“It’s me.” 

“JK,” You started, the name making his breath stutter. You took his hand. “Why? Why didn’t you tell me it was you?”

“I-”Jungkook started. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was you until after we had met. I thought it was sweet how flustered you got, and I…I wanted to show you it wouldn’t be so hard to talk to me. It was fun joking with you and teasing you. I wanted to see you smile like that with me in real life too. I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to-to manipulate you or, god, anything like that. I was having so much fun just being around you and I love you so much and-”

“Jungkook?”

“Yeah?” He responded breathlessly.

You flicked his arm. He yelped in surprise. “That’s for not telling me.”

But before either of you could wait another second, you stepped forward, forward, forward, close to Jungkook, to JK. Your hands came to rest on the sides of his face, and you looked into his deep brown eyes.

“I appreciate you wanting to see me smile. And I know jokes can get out of hand. You could’ve gone about it without not telling me who you were.” Guilt was evident in every line of Jungkook’s face but before he could utter another apology, you continued.

“That doesn’t stop me from loving you. All of you.” 

And you kissed him.

You kissed him because you’d wanted to since before you knew about Jungkook. You kissed him because he needed to know that he made a mistake but you forgave him. You kissed him because he tasted like cherries and chocolate. His strong hands, those hands came up to rest on your waist, holding you close in the chill. 

You parted for air, both panting. You could see your breath come out like smoke in the winter night. 

“I love you.” He whispered like it was holy.

“I know.” You smiled, teasing him because you had a lot to catch up on.

He gave you that bright grin, and you beamed, and everything was okay.

It looks like Eros had really been looking out for you after all.

. end

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